He.

He wakes up in the morning, and smiles at the world.

People smile at him, and he smiles right back.

When people talk to him, he always has something positive to say.

But at the end of the day, he runs out of things to avoid being numb. He doesn’t recognize the smiles anymore, he focuses on the sad faces.

Out of nowhere, depression hits him harder than a train.

He starts to realize that he wakes up, and lives a bullshit lie.

He goes to sleep looking for reasons to wake up in the morning,

yet he wakes up, and smiles at himself in the mirror.

Author's Note

Inspired by "The Perks of Being a Wallflower"

Reviews

[Gina]

I love The Perks of Being a Wallflower so much and I can't begin to explain how I feel. Scratch that... I feel like I always want to break something or I want to close my mouth and never speak again. I feel like I never talk and I substitute it for writing. But I love it. ~This piece was great. You are honest and the writing style is so charming. Continue to write these masterpieces.

[moody]

I love the movie! and thank you, i will

[RûbbërS&osla..]

Profound words. The everyday struggle, huh?

[moody]

yeah, i guess so

[Najam Us Saher]

I do feel the same sometimes. I really loved the way you have aptly described the emotions one feels. Loved it. Well done :)

[moody]

thank you (:

[Najam Us Saher]

No need of thanks.