Ancient

There are moments when happiness is abundent.
When you know only joy and no tears are shed.
When laughter falls from your lips constantly and your face hurts from smiling so much.

Such moments are rare for me.
The moments that consume my life are tragic.
I've cried so much in my lifetime that I'm no longer capable of sheding tears.
They say ones eyes are the gateways to ones soul.
If that's the case, then my eyes are blackholes that could consume and kill instantly.

I'm not who you think I am.
I'm not a teenager who hates highschool, who feels invisible.
I'd kill to be invisible, actually.
I'd kill for my life to be that simple.

I believe it all started a few centuries ago.
However, my true story starts in more recent years.