Emotion like tidal waves pulling me under the blackest seas. Unfolding and revealing What’s Hidden. My intentions not awful, coming out in all the wrong ways. Dark shades of Red consuming the soft Yellow I once with-held, seeping through the cracks in my shield, Holding back the sickness I was given to Deal with. In all the wrong times it's slowly showing my true colors. Pretending to be happy is easy. Smiling is simple. Just when I think My face will break from the fake smiles, I frown. I cannot pretend forever. It gets harder and harder every day. Until I break. I finally do. Invisible it was to their eyes, it hurt. It felt like needles in my flesh. Sinking deeper with every lie of happiness.
In time they knew, I was discovered. Not on purpose but finally gave in during my hardest attempt not to be figured out. I'm broken. My hard shell has given way...
-Sarah