Midnight Thoughts

She wasnt okay

She wasn't okay.
She was playing a role of pretend.
And she was good at it too.

But every night, when the lights went out and the darkness came, that is when she fell apart.
Night time is when she crumbled into a heap of tears.
She felt so alone and so lost she didn't know what to do.

But when the sun came up and morning came, she would paint that smile back on, put her armour back on and the charade would continue. And she would play pretend.
But she wasn't okay.