I'm falling apart
And no one can see it

I've mastered the smile
The look of ease
Like I have no problems in the world.

The only thing that could give me away
Is the blood
Seeping through
Dripping on the outside
Of my jeans
Of my sleeves.

Everyone is so trained to
Ignore
The blood
That doesn't just stain…
It drips.

And yet
No one even notices.

It's the only sign
That I'm not okay.

That all of the words
They hurt.

That every action just confirms
My existence
As a toy
Solely for pleasing others.

I learned
Long ago
That no one cared
About me.

So why does that hurt so much
Now?

Why should I be surprised
That I'm imploding?

Why should I be surprised
That no one sees it?