I joke
at a
constant.
Whether it be about
myself or nothing at all,
I still joke.
Sometimes it hurts
laughing at my self hatred
since everyone thinks I'm kidding,
hell I even think it sometimes.
But it hurts knowing that
people you care about
don't notice your
smile crumbling and
your life tumbling
until you scream it out to them
"I'm not okay."
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
I joke
at a
constant.
Whether it be about
myself or nothing at all,
I still joke.
Sometimes it hurts
laughing at my self hatred
since everyone thinks I'm kidding,
hell I even think it sometimes.
But it hurts knowing that
people you care about
don't notice your
smile crumbling and
your life tumbling
until you scream it out to them
"I'm not okay."
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