phoney

they all laugh at him
as he sits and cries
for which him and his
feelings they all dispise

but theirs his one friend
who he suspects only lies
and he doesnt believe him
when he says theyll stay friends till he dies

hes bringing himself back
togethers wiping away his tears
and all the depressing thoughts
in his mind he clears

every one is gone now
now he is very lonely
he hears his freind talking
and realizes hes a phoney

Wow. This brought back many very painful memories for me. I remeber when I felt like no one loved or cared about me. And everyone I thought to be my "friends" had just left me in the cold. Just so they could mingle with others who hurt me.
Well , before I start to cry I better just sum this up. You did a great job putting true feelings into this.

Pfft, it got kinda confusing for me but I still ending up liking it.

The titles (or who makes the thing) are what draw me in. Your title stabbed me in the eye with a Sharpie when I wasn't looking.

Love where this went, you actually managed to close it with 'style.' Use proper grammar though, many people will blab at you about it. Overall you did wonderfully.

(for which him and his, that line made me der)

thanks people for the comments and peach-follows your story thing is like exactly what happened (happens) to me.