even if i feel good all ******* day
and am determined to be happy
i end up crying when everyone is gone
and i can sit and remember things that taint my mind like venom
things like separation
and apart
and family
and mommy
and daddy
and little sister
and home
and please
and cutting
and help me
and then i am crying
again
like i always do
even if i just had
the best night of my life
anything could happen
and i would still cry
this halloween
i am a clown with a tear on her cheek
there's so much pressure to be the funny, happy kid. i can't take it. if you looked inside you'd see the ugly. i bleed it out to feel better