WHY is it that when I want to cry, everyone else is smiling and laughing; When I want to scream, everybody else is joking and grinning like nothing is wrong.
WHY is it that sometimes, I feel like I'm completely alone, even though I'm surrounded by all my friends. I feel so lost, even though I'm the same place I always am. I'm in so much pain, but I'm perfectly fine.
WHY does no one else seem to notice my agony, my suffering?
AM I that invisible?
WHY is it so hard to admit that I'm not okay? That I'm hurting?
AM I to blame for my hurt?
ARE they?
WHO am I?
WHY is that question so simple, but so hard to answer honestly?
IS is my own fault for my indecisiveness?
DID I do this to myself?
WHY can't I just admit that I'm not okay?
WHY is it always just so much easier to lie?
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The Rants and Ramblings Of A Depressed Teen
UmorismoA bunch of random thing I think/say. A lot of these are just me being dumb, don't take it to seriously, alright?
