If You Care, I Wish You Would Tell Me

I'm me because I don't want to be anyone else.
My beauty is withered roses and wings torn from butterflies.
My heart is worn out and blackened.
My skin is as soft as flower petals.
My life nocturnal and sad.
My thoughts are all I have.
My family just irritate me.
My friends do not know me anymore.
But one little rainbow is all I have left that don't give negative effects.
And some days that rainbow evaporates.
Everyone sees the forced up smile.
They never see the pain driven behind it.
And even if they do,
They don't try to defeat the wall separating my cries to have a true friend.
I'm not invisible,
But yet I am.
If you care,
I wish you would tell me......