I smile
But it is as real as yours?
I practiced in front of a mirror this morning
After a pep talk about how I am greatness.
But I don't great, I feel numb.
In a state of mind where I don't really feel.
I cry
Behind closed doors
When the world is sleep, but my mind is not.
How much does it hurt to feel?
Can't I get rid of how I feel?
How did it all come to this?
I smile
Because I don't want to see the pity on your face.
I welcome the pain with a warm embrace.
I don't need you to tell me how sorry you are.
You don't need to be here while I am falling apart.
A different face
With different feelings.
I slowly delay healing.
I prefer not talking about the same thing.
Don't mind me
I am just trying not to fall into the pit called depression.
I am trying to avoid another session
Because therapy is expensive.
