Faking It All

That smile on my face. The laugh at little things. The times I have said I was "good" or "fine." The thing is it's all fake.

After awhile things just seem so easy to do, because depression has taken over. It's a mess all I want to do is cry and stay in bed. I can't due that though cause people have to adult. Everyday is a battle. Depression is like when you heart and mind stop loving each other but still eat at the same dinner table.

Before you know it your listening to sad music, you notice your favorite books make you cry, you end up tired all the time, and overall it's just hard to be happy.

People say "Everything happens for a reason." Why do bad things happen to good people?

Temporary happiness really is temporary. Maybe happiness just isn’t for me. I just want to sleep until my dreams become reality.

It hurts on the inside. It hurts so bad. I don’t know how to ease the pain.

I’m crying again. This feels so pathetic. I don’t want to wipe my tears anymore. I just want to cry until everything pours out of me. I feel so lonely, despite being surrounded by people.

One day the pain will end. People say "pain is temporary." I just hope it's true.

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