No one knows because I hide it behind smiles and laughter. No one knows because I am surrounded by friends and family. But I am alone. Completely alone. No one knows because I do not make it obvious, if I did the question of " What's wrong?" will follow me around like chains locked to my ankles. It will weigh me down eventually pulling me further into the abyss of loneliness. No one, however, will ever know because sometimes the fake smiles and laughs make me happy, for a millisecond. I feel happiness and I feel loved. Even if it is fake.
Will tomorrow be better?
Will tomorrow be real?
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Putting Life Into Words
NonfiksiNeeded somewhere to put my thoughts and paper is to mainstream ha.
