Smile

I'm ok.

I'm fine.

I'm ok.

Just smile.

Smile...

I can't. Not anymore, I just can't.

No more smiling, no more pretending. It's not ok.

Why? Why can't I move? Why am I tired? Why do I want to cry, but can't? Why am I numb? Why do I feel like dying? Why am I drowning?

Why am I dying?

Why?

I can't answer. I try, but I just can't. Everything is moving around me, but I am stuck. I reach out for help, but no one sees me. I am invisible. I can't breathe. The world is swallowing me and I CAN'T BREATHE.

I sleep all day, but stay awake all night. I have no future and a tortured past. I can't do anything right.

Please someone see me.

I smile and pretend it's alright again. I shouldn't feel this. Someone else has it worse. You're pathetic, stop feeling sorry for self.

You're fine.

Just smile.

Help.

Smile.

Please.

Smile.

You're ok.

NO!

Smile.

"I'm ok."