My Writings

Why?

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Everyday I fake a smile
I want to seem like the perfect child.
While on the inside I am dying, crying out in pain.
Wanting someone to finally see the full picture.
The "ok" child on the outside is actually a depressed, suicidal teen on the inside.
Searching for help.
Pleading for the people who say they care to finally see.
To finally feel how I feel.
That all I am doing is climbing an upward hill.
On the outside I am smiling, while on the inside I am crying.
At night when no one sees me, when I am the last thing on their mind,
I can not help but cry, to release the pain.
To try to release the built up pain that stays on me like a tight chain.
What people do not see can be a good or bad thing.
For me,
What people do not see could lead to an end.
I do not care what happens next.
You do.
Why?
Why do you tell me I matter?
Because in my eyes, in my heart.
No one cares.
No one sees the pain.
No one thinks twice of the girl with the "perfect life".
I have a good family, things to survive, things I really do not even need.
I "have it all".
I should be happy!
But I am not!
I have not been in forever!
I am broken, put together by needles and thread.
More like a puppet than a human.
I have given up.
I dont care anymore.
I do not matter.
So why shed tears over me?

~LtG

A/n: Ok so that took forever. I wrote this a long time ago but I am just now having the courage to post it. Not everyone is happy so do not assume everything is all rainbows and sunshines. So yeah dont judge, dont jump to conclusions. Its not cool, so dont.

SkullKandieFoxe Be brave, you gave me bravery to post this.

Thats all, sorry to waste your time. Goodbye!