I'm not going to lie anymore.
I'm done with this.
I hate acting like I'm fine.
Because I'm fucking depressed.
I cry myself to sleep.
I try to hold my tears in public,
And I'm still crying as I write this.
But nobody knows.
Nobody ever found out,
Nobody asked me if I'm okay.
And you know what is worse?
They think that I'm real.
They don't know how fake I am.
The happy girl who cracks stupid jokes?
That's me faking it.
The girl who tells everyone to be happy,
Who tells them to stop crying and live,
Is infact the most broken
