Acting Happy
This is what I have to do every single day when I'm not alone :'(
In my room crying to sleep there's a knock on the door who could it be
My mum?
My dad?
Maybe death?
But it is my friends saying come with me
I go to my mirror and hate what I see I dry my eyes and start acting happy bearing my pain deep inside smiling and laughing trying to hide all my pain and hate but as I try I slowly die and silently cry for it all to end so I can be forever in my eternal rest.
My mum?
My dad?
Maybe death?
But it is my friends saying come with me
I go to my mirror and hate what I see I dry my eyes and start acting happy bearing my pain deep inside smiling and laughing trying to hide all my pain and hate but as I try I slowly die and silently cry for it all to end so I can be forever in my eternal rest.
Post Comment | View Comments
