Imaginary Friends

They cried in front of people just for the attention But they weren't really hurting, they were numb inside They were sad, depressed zombies Posting happy pictures Staged with the rest of the sheep Meanwhile she sat on the phone with their sobbing masks Little girl didn't know At the end of the day It's just her and her imaginary friends She'd convinced herself that these real people Were the versions in her head But when she wakes up Her insomnia It always, always ends With a scared little girl and her imaginary friends Writing all the times they hurt her in dust But the good and fake memories were in stone All the fake "I love you"s but without the I should've known then Little girl all naive Bet you had no idea that At the end of the day It was always just you and your imaginary friends Convinced that every time they called It was to check in on you But when she hangs up After three hours and all You've said is "I'm so sorry Tell me What did I do wrong?" Little girl all naive Little girl so naive Look at me, all naive