I am a lie.
I put on this persona and
I keep my feelings locked away.
The moment a door opens,
someone decides not to stay.
They ask, "How are you?"
"I'm okay," I say.
Instead of letting my thoughts spill.
I don't tell them I'm in pain,
or that I'm slowly becoming numb.
I don't reveal that my will to live
is slowly beginning to fade.
I keep it all inside,
and I lie.
Because I don't want to be alone.
Is that such a bad thing?