Pieces

I wonder if anyone tries,
I wonder if anyone cares,
I wonder if anyone realises I am tormented by their stares.

It makes my heart beat fast,
As their stares proceed to last,
Agitating, nausiating, but i'll continue on this mask.

I wonder if anyone understands,
What it means to truley be sad,
To look into the mirror,
and get furiously mad,

Why do they tell me it's not as it may seem?
Why do they tell me it's all just a dream?

When it's the only thing I have left of me...