Why?
Behind my smile is something you’ll never understand.
I wish I had a reason to wake up the next morning, a goal, a dream, a wish, anything to keep me going because lately I’ve been having trouble remembering why I’m even here.
For once I wish I could look in the mirror and be proud of what I see, proud of what I turned out to be. Proud to be me.
Force a smile. Blink away the tears. I’m supposed to be strong, supposed to have no fears but I’m finding it so hard not to frown. I’m such a strong person. Why am I breaking down?
Have you ever had that empty feeling inside like no one cares or loves you back, feeling as if you were to cry and no one would be there to wipe away your tears?
As We sit together, I turn away, afraid you would see the tears that are about to form in my eyes. You ask if anything’s wrong. I smile, giggle, and tell you I’m fine but I can’t stop thinking about how much I wish that you were mine.
Doesn’t it suck when he knows just how you feel about him and he doesn’t do a thing about it because he just doesn’t care but for some reason you just keep going?
Should I smile because you’re my friend or cry because that’s all you’ll ever be?