I’m Fucked
I’m drowning in my misery,
But on the outside, you really can’t see.
I walk around like I’m so very happy,
I smile and I’m cheerful.
I’ll never let them see,
the tears I’ve cried, not even the ones I still hold inside.
One day soon I will smile again,
not my face but in my soul.
I know this, in my heart I feel it.
There is this new face, he makes me laugh.
I don’t cry as much and I catch myself being happy.
But only sometimes.
And in the end,
I just know it will be alright.
I never read this entry til now. And now you probably won’t read this comment…but maybe you will. It’s a really beautiful last entry. Maybe he’s the reason you no longer felt the need to write. I hope it worked out for you and this person, and if not, I hope it worked out for you. xx
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