It’s Scary What A Smile Can Hide
I say that I don’t want to talk about it. Actually, I do, but I’m afraid of your reaction. I’m afraid that you will never see me as an equal again. I’m afraid of the pity in your eyes when you realize how screwed up I am.
It has gotten to the point where I don’t know who I am anymore. I constantly feel like I am on the verge of breaking. I feel like I’m going crazy, and if my mind is an ocean, my thoughts are a tsunami. I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate, I can’t even think straight, I am a mess. I’m coming apart at the seams and it scares me.
I keep so much pain inside myself. I grasp my anger and loneliness and hold it in my chest. It has changed me into something I never meant to be. It has transformed me into a person I do not recognise; But I don’t know how to let it go.
Stop asking if I’m ok. I’m tired of lying.
Sometimes, I feel like nobody likes me, nobody wants me, nobody needs me and nobody cares.
I stopped being me such a long time ago I can’t even remember who that was. I don’t know where to go, what to feel, what to do or who I am. They say “ Follow Your Heart” but if your heart is in a million pieces which piece do you follow?