When I’m with my friends, I pretend to be happy, so very very happy. Before I step out of my door, I take a few breathes and put a big smile on my face. It can last for hours and hours. The lies, the laughter. Sometimes, for a spilt second, I believe it. I believe that i’m happy. I think the world is a wonderful place, I have hope I’m going to travel everywhere and see everything. I believe that everything is fine, that tomorrow is another opportunity for the sun to shine.
Then that moment is gone. I’m left here, waiting for the stars to come out.
And still, you cry every night. Your friends don’t know, your parents don’t know. You just carry on your day when you wake up. But the pain is always there. There are days when I feel lost. Yeah, really lost. But I always find myself. But what happens when I can't find myself?
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