Can you see that picture?
That’s how it is in my heart.
Because unlike you I truly kno what it’s like to be;
alone
untrusted
angry
depressed
outside
unloved
hateful
unforgiving
cold
misunderstood
shocked.

Yes, I’m sure you don’t know what those things truely feel like,
and because of that, you will never truely be my friend,
never truely know anything about me, never truely understand me.