Don't come today, I'm not feeling well. Maybe another time. When I'm feeling better, closer to being fine.
Not today either, sorry. Please don't come. I know you want to help but you'll only bother me.
I'm still feeling down but could you swing by? I'd like someone to hold me while I cry.
Sorry, I don't mean to be so down. I just feel like I'm already six-feet under ground.
This is why I didn't want to let you in, now you're leaving. It's okay, I'm used to it. Everyone leaves me.
This only re-enforces the fact that I need to hide my feelings. Act like I'm happy when inside I'm bleeding.
