You no what fuck you.
You don't know me. Stop pretending you do. It's not gone I'm just better at hiding it. But that doesn't mean it kills me any less inside. I'm screaming and no one can hear me. Is everyone blind? IM NOT OKAY. My smiles aren't real! Can't you tell? Or do you just chose not to? You over pressure me and wonder why I'm stressed. Why can't you tell I'm depressed? Why can't you tell I have anxiety and it's eating me alive? Why can't you tell I want to get out? And at the moment i only see one way. But I don't want to hurt anyone. Why is everything so fucked up?
