House made of glass

You say you don't hurt, but I see through that. New hair, new look, new man. You think that just because you look and act differently to what you used to, it means you're someone different. Trust me, I tried that, and it doesn't work. You were hurt. You were hurt badly. Just because you get new hair and new friends and try and forget about it that it'll all go away. The injury is etched into your face like scratches into bone. You can't make that go away. So quit pretending. Quit pretending that you're fine. Just because you show everyone you're happy, doesn't mean you are. It's not until your best friend comments on your interpretive dance that you realise. So what's going to make you realise? What's going to make you better? Because you're not better. Your pain has been incubating for the last 7 months; it's time to let it out and remove the pain. Just because you show us some witty pictures, doesn't make it better. You used to tell me that you looked at that when you were lonely or upset. How is it that you now spend 90% of your time lonely and upset? How did this happen to you