I have full of sunshine, but it was dark inside. I just always overthink everyhting even a little, the smallest details. I always try not to break anyone's heart, cause i know how it feels. How it hurts. Being the reason of the other people's happiness gives the peace. Still smiling, even laughing out loud. 
-But how am i? 
-just dead
 Still everything hurting me. And being invisible or just an ordinary person for someone. Being like every other people for him. Everyone is weird. It depends on what we think is normal. I will be happy if you read my short story. There are some parts of  me and the people i see everyday. Maybe there can be some parts of you. :)