I wish I could. I know I can't. Maybe I can but just maybe I'm too afraid to ask for help. I've been trying to find the right way to say I am truly not okay. I haven't been okay in years. I just got good at pretending that everything is and will be okay. I don't want anyone to think they are responsible for my own internal issues. They aren't at fault. I am. At least that's what I keep telling myself over and over again. You would think that the girl with the sweet smile and kind heart had her life together. Ha well I don't. I just know how to act like I do. If you ever saw me out in public you would think I'm genuinely happy. You would see me out there without a care in the world when in reality I care too much to admit the truth of it all. I am no longer the person I used to be all those years ago.
One day I will be the best version of myself. Maybe I will catch myself before I lose myself for good. Just maybe I'll be alright.
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Behind The Sweet Smile
Ficção GeralMy mind has always been racing for as long as I could remember. The past? It's haunting. The future? It's nerve wrecking. The present? It's hard to stay in.
