I'm fine.. No.. no I'm not
I'm fine.. No.. no I'm not
Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how many times I've sat in my room and cried, how many times I've been let down. Nobody knows how many times I've had to hold tears back, how many times I've felt like I'm about to snap but don't just the sake of others. Nobody knwos the thoughts that have gone through my head whenever I'm sad and how horrible they really are.
Have you ever laid in your bed and just cried ? Because you think that you're ugly. Because you're not good enough for anyone. You've counted all your flawsfrom head to toe, making yourself feel worse. Cried because of all the comments that people blurt out, actually hurt ? Cried because your family is dysfunctional and never understands you. They tell you to stop complaining, that you have it so much better than kids in Africa, even though they don't understand your life either. You don't want to feel like an attention seeker, so you bottle everything up. Around friends and family you've created this lying smile and people believe it. But then at nighttime, when you're all alone in bed, the girl who everyone thought was always so happy, is crying her broken heart out.
The girl who seemed unbreakable, broke. The girl who always laughed, cried. The girl who never stopped trying finally, gave up. She dropped the fake smile as a tear rolled down her cheak and whispered to herself: "I can't do this anymore".
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