Inner thoughts

It's back

That little voice.
The one that tells me I have no other choice.

I feel so depressed.
Is this just another test?

Why can I not be happy?
Why can't these people just let me be?

I really just want to cry.
Sometimes I even want to die.

I just want my smile to be real.
Just once I wish they would know how they make me feel.

I'm tired of being strong.
I don't know how much longer I can go on.

I don't tell anyone what I think.
I don't show them what I drink.

They said I would be happier here I guess that was just another lie.
I should be used to that by now all I want to do here is sit back and watch my life pass me by.