poem

They don't know me
These people who say They are my friends
They don't know me
How alone I have been
Sitting here, lying here
Day after day
They quip:Get up
You don't sound sick
You don't look sick
Get upThey say:Listen to me and my life
Hear my stories
They will inspire you
Cheer you up
They don't know me
I don't want deep understanding
Just a little support
Not doubt
They don't know me
Sitting here , lying here
Day after day
Wondering
Waiting
Wanting
Soon I'll too say
And they will hear
Listen to WELL me and my life
Perhaps they are acquaintancesnot friends


soo like in this poem the mane chearter in the poem are over anliseing the suition that people are over anlising how people are thinking about he/she. and like people dont relly think he/she is actually sick.