“Why can’t you smile?”
That’s what she asked me when she saw me hiding.
All alone in the corner,
Skipping another meal.
“Can you at least try to eat?”
I looked away, she didn’t know.
I was dying inside, about to break
With no way of fixing me.
I… try to hide, smile
But… I can’t.
Breathing hard I tell her
“I can’t.” “Not now!”