It's so simple really. It all starts the night before. Endless crying for no particular reason. Followed by terrible thoughts that won't recede. Finally I close my eyes and sleep.
I wake up and lay staring at the wall. I tell myself to get up its a brand new day. I cry some more. I don't want to go through another **** day.
I get out of bed and look in the mirror. I hate everything I see. I get in the shower to try and wash everything away. I get out of the shower and try the mirror again. I still hate everything I see.
I throw on my clothes. It doesn't matter I look bad in everything. I look in the mirror again. I just start crying.
I go to leave the house. "I'm forgetting something" I say. Oh yeah, I put on my smile.