You know that they’re “doing just fine how are you?”

You know where they’re from

and what major or job;

you’ve heard plenty of their

opinions on god. 

But what about that scar

up above their left ear?

And why does their smile 

seem so quick to disappear 

at the mention of "home?"

Oh, the look in their eyes

that sad empty stare

makes you go home and cry.

Why is it that no matter how much you know

you still feel so helpless

at the feet of their woe?

You don’t know a thing about 

their state of being

or the last time they laughed,

without it so quickly fleeing.

It’s a fraud, it is

this relationship of yours,

Where all true emotions

are hidden behind doors.

Where you never truly know 

if they’re happy or sad

or how their relationship is with their dad.

But, smile and nod,

and go about your day

pretending to understand 

the things that they say.

Things may not make any sense,

but there’s no one to talk to

about bitter loneliness.