The warm wood reflects
The sunlight streaming in from the windows.
Every corner is lit with warmth
And happiness.
Yet here I am.
Sitting underneath blankets,
With darkness swirling within me.
Darkness so black, no light can pierce it.
Sadness and loneliness fills me.
I just need someone to understand.
But no one does.
So throw on a smile dear and act normal.
No one will know the difference anyway.