I'm not sure if I'm being punished or am I the one punishing myself. Smile they say, it looks so pretty on you .They would never begin to comprehend. What I do to pretend it's a smile of ease. Ease, they think. When I see her she's vibrant and with actions so warm , it makes me feel good . But how do I feel good ? Another step closer in the right direction of emptiness . Emptiness they don't feel and what they don't see is that it hurts . You're so beautiful they say , always so happy they assume . The facade , my facade I say ; A deceptive outward appearance. It's easy to mask your despair when it's all you've been able to do. I'm alone , I say . I'm on my own now , for as long as I go but I go.
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The Facade
RandomHello . This short piece is what's been on my mind. A dose of reality I figured that I can put into words and let it be seen. That's all I want . I'm no writer , but I enjoy writing . Weird you might think ? Journey with me into my ill mind.
