I’m so tired of telling people that I’m fine when I’m clearly not
So fed up with telling people that I’m tired or feel sick
I know they see right through my lies
But they don’t try to push me
I know it’s because they really don’t want to know my problems
When they have issues of their own
And even if they did ever push me to tell them
I don’t know how I would tell them how I feel
They might understand but I couldn’t ever explain it
How depressed I am
How angry and confused I am
How my constant need to seem happy and okay
Leaves me completely drained at the end of the day
And how I have to leave the light on in my room at night
Because I’m scared of everything
How my pillow is soaking sometimes when I go to sleep
How my eyes are red and puffy from crying
My hand stiff from writing poems to try and relieve some of the ache in my heart
I just want to go to sleep and never wake up
Just forever linger in the dream realm
Where anything you can imagine can happen
And the imagination is so much better than reality
I’m so tired I just want to go to sleep
And never wake up.