The inner workings of my mind

The living diary

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I am the person people turn to in times of need

I give advice and smile warmly to comfort them

I'll make you laugh so that you won't want to cry...and then if you ask me how I am I lie
I will tell you I'm fine because I don't want to talk about my feelings

My emotions at the moment don't concern me when someone around me is hurt

So the ocean of delight people say I mange to bring them to is one
I've never seen

I can't see

The darkness spins me as if I'm on a carousel at a carnival

But I can jump off long enough to make you smile

I can stand still long enough to hear your problems and allow you to open up to me knowing that your secrets and emotions are safe

I'm a living diary

I internally write down your thoughts and pain before giving my best reply

I'm a living diary because the smile I manage to fake seems so real it's inviting to others around me

The diary that no one can get anything out of because even if that person and I are no longer close I can never tell a soul what was told to me

I'm a living diary due to the fact that I can never put myself first and sometimes I wish I could

But this side of me forbids it

I'm a living diary, But all living diaries like me deal with pain alone

              ~ARRI~