Do you see that boy over there, it looks happy but look into her eyes itβs the only way to see that this boy is not ok that boy is hurting on the inside, he is depressed but refuses to tell anyone he hides in the lies that he is fine he feels possessed not by a demon but himself the person everyone thinks he is he hates himself he is getting ready to self-harm he not only is doing it to feel better and be happy he is doing it to get noticed to get someoneβs attention on the inside he is dying slowly hating every moment hoping and dreaming he will die soon or that he will find the courage to end it just to end the pain just so he will leave the fake person he created behind just so he can say who he really is in zero words just so it will be too late for anyone to help you had no idea until this moment you have no idea how to comfort him but less of and idea how to tell u that u know the real him you hope that he will be ok, but who is to say if u look in everyone how long until you've found another i am the boy you saw that day I am depressed in every way and not at all ok you saw me as who I really am, depressed, hurt, hated I am sorry I am this way but this is the real me