Are You Missing Something?

There’s this question I tend to ask, ‘Are you missing something?’ A simple task. It’s really me asking myself, no one else has to know, but either way… I have to go. I told a friend today, she didn’t notice at all, that sort of hurt a bit, so I cut the wall. Nobody notices them do they, until they’re finally gone, and even after we leave… they think what we did was wrong. I know it is, but how else can I let them know, I don’t want to leave… and I don’t want to go…