I sit surrounded by people,
yet I am alone.
I laugh with joy,
yet I am sad.
A permanent smile is etched onto my face,
yet I am crying inside.
You say I'm pretty,
but I don't believe you.
You say that you love me,
but you lie.
You say you don't understand me,
and my heart breaks because this I believe.
Life is good they tell me,
I disagree.
Be happy they say,
I can't.
There is nothing wrong with you, they repeat over and over again.
If only it were that simple, I think.
I am not okay.
But that's okay.
Goodbye, I whisper.
And for once I believe me.