Where Are You My Friend? Poem by Bells Bear

Friends are people who love you,
So why are mine spliting my heart in two?
I have no talents in reading or art,
But why are skills making us part?
Why would they treat me as a dog,
This I don't know, my heart's a fog.
They laugh and talk, and have so much fun;
But do they see me talking to no one?
My talents are different, but my love is as strong,
Now when I'm with them, I feel just so wrong.
I need them most, do they not hear my cry,
Do they not feel my pain, as inside I die?