The suns out... So is the moon. To many people I'm just a simple girl walking with earphones is listening to music and texting on her phone. She's walking slowly and seem aimless. But that's none of their business. They're only going to see me once anyway.
To most I'm just... Her. A normal girl. And I mostly am but little do they know she wishes she was dead. Little do they know what's happening at home, little do they know she's failing to even keep her friendships together. Little do the know she's fighting back tears. Little do they know that writing is her only escape, little do they know she can't deal with things anymore, little do they know how often suicide crosses her mind, little do they know how many attempts she's done, little do they know how she was once happy, little do they know how much she hates her life, little do they know how much she's trying to keep going, little do they know..... She's done with life.
Yet who am I kidding, everyone has things happening in their lives. Don't judge someone by the smile they carry because it may be a mask. It's what's under that mask that counts but we warned.. The scars and cracks are painful to look at and to be able to see under that mask you'd have to be close so once you see under that mask... Don't dare think of leaving because it destroys the person even more.
