Excerpts from an old diary

I need to know

I need to know,

The reason behind those smiles.

why is this so?

We're still unknown after walking miles.

The truth is yours,

Always yours, why not mine?

And people think you're hurt,

But I know I'm either not fine.

The confusing conversations,

Why so many faces?

Saying loveliest things to people,

Why then the ignorances?

And now look at my closest ones,

Your deeds did them far away.

Why they're not the same ones?

Why they want me versus you?

I remember your word,

Saying you'll make it fine.

Assuring me nothing will be heard

Then why is everyone so aware?

I need to know,

Were you just faking to care?