Here is a poem about how i'm feeling and going through now. People are the perfect illusion, most give off the persona that they are your friend. Than one day without a reason they stop talking to you and even when you're in their presence they ignore you like you're invisible. I wear my heart on my sleeve and know i'm not perfect, but i'm genuine, compassionate, loving, hardworking and honest. I would rather stay true to myself and a hardworker even if it means being friendless and coworkers not acknowledging my existence. Then being fake and going along with the crowd. Hopefully one day having a loving heart will overcome until that day I struggle to survive and stay strong.