How Was I Suposed To Know

You were struggling with the truth but you kept telling me you were fine.

Deep inside you were dying because you couldn't deal with the pain of losing your friends.

I asked you if you were alright and you said you were fine.

How was I supposed to know this was happening to you?

Your friends are gone but not forgotten.

You'll see them again someday.

You're dying inside because you can't deal with the pain of losing your friends.

You did not tell me this until the end.

So how was I supposed to know?

It was only graduation and we can always keep in touch with old friends.