The Faces of Friends

I look around and I see the faces watching worried faces faces of friends of people who care I look back and fake a smile in their direction but they see through it my mask is no disguise a kiss is blown in my direction an attempt to lift my spirits but I sit in silence waiting for the day to end the final bell rings and I gather my stuff in a hurry to be home I look up and notice my surroundings I recognize familiar faces the watching faces of people who care they pull me in and hold me close letting me know it’s going to be okay I can’t let people get to me I can’t let rumors hold me down I have plenty of people to back me up to pick me up again when ever I fall down but most of all they tell me that even though it’s hard and it often seems like hell life really does continue to go on