I'm tired of watching and waiting for someone to catch the meaning behind my words. But they only see what they want to. No one sees the truth. They don't feel the pain behind every carefully crafted word I've printed on the page. No one sees the tears or the sadness I've hidden behind a smile that doesn't quite reach my eyes. They can't see past their self-consumed lives, to realize how much others are hurting. I'm hurting. I'm slowly drowning in my invisible tears. My insecurities are choking me and forcing me to fall. I can't stand this anymore.