I may seem happy at first glance,
or like I have everything according to plan.
But
That's just a mask.
It's what I want you to see.
On the inside, I'm breaking,
Every second I feel like I am going to explode.
I have the urge to cry,
but I have no idea why.
I have the urge to die
and knowing that no one will miss me
or bat an eye,
pushes me to do it
more and more
every.
single.
day.