I'm a girl
that
looks
happy.
I tell jokes, smile, and have a
great time...
and is dying inside.
I'm hurt and tired.
Tired of all the drama and not being good enough,
tired of life.
But i dont want to look dramatic,
weak or attention seaking.
I act like everything's perfect,
but cry at night.
Everyone thinks I'm the happiest person they know.
They think I have no problems and that my life is
perfect,
but they don't really know.
Last year for my birthday I wished I was dead,
everyone clapped and laughed.
But now that I lost you,
I really have nothing.
nmf, my qt
RemainsOfTheB · 1 decade ago
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I'm writing this down. You are now journal-worthy. And hey, I know how you feel. Vent away. I'm all ears.