Short stories {TRIGGER WARNING}

~Versteckt~

The thing that hides my face, feelings, and all my painful memories.
It gets harder and harder to conceal the feelings I have. The stronger and more painful they get makes my mask crack and even break at times. But I'm trying my hardest to make my mask stronger so it can protect me.
Not a lot of people understand what I feel. I want to make sure they don't. If everyone felt like I felt, everyone would commit suicide.
I never tell anyone how I feel because I feel like they would make fun of me. That's another thing my mask hides-my trust issues.
I honestly don't know how I've made it this long without harming myself. With all the things that happen in my life, through it all I kept quite. I'm surprised I haven't ended it all. With all the pain I have felt and all the things I've been through, I kept quiet.
I found out it's easier to hide your true feeling, and smile. I learned that one simple smile can hide years of pain. People think that if you smile you're happy.
I smile because I don't want anyone to endure even half of my pain. On one hand you don't want anyone to notice your pain, on the other hand it hurts you even more to know they don't notice.
In the end, everything hurt. That's the world we live in, just get used to it.

~Versteckt-Mask