hate to be alone... but scare of being in the crowd... 

hate to be alone... but scare of being in the crowd...

i hate the feeling of loneliness...
yet i am scare of being in the crowd...
i wished to be understood..
and yet i kept quiet...
i need someone to hear me out,
listen to my sadness, listen to my heart...
but i can't open up..
i can't find u..
a true fren who cares to listen,
cares to care..
my fren... do u know?
under my cheerful appearances,
there's also sadness and troubles..
just like everyone...
how can i find u?
a fren that is realli a "fren"..
a fren that can cheer me up..
tell me stories of life..
and accompany me pass every obstacle
and rainy period of liife...