I’m smiling but on the inside it feels like I’m dying
I cry so hard I can’t breathe
I can’t stand I have to sit or else I fall apart
I look at myself in the mirror and hate what I see
I speak and hate whatever comes out of my mouth
I hold my face against my pillow at night so nobody can hear me cry
I don’t want anyone to worry about me so I hold it all in until I explode
It comes out as anger and then I’m the bad guy