No one notices the fake smile that hides the things I went through and the things no one knows I'm depressed yet no one knows I takes over me like the feeling of cold rushing through your body I know everyone's story I listen I care I help but no one takes the time of day to hear my problems my story I'm crying out I think it's loud I think they hear but they really don't know one hears I'm drowned by my own cries of help but no one seems to notice. But I can do this alone like I have for years and years with only one small cut on my hand no one thinks of it though they thought I had a cat I don't. I don't self harm not in any sort of form never will I ever. At least I hope.
