Depression

I've tried so hard,

To get up to wake up to do the things that I can

Some days it's so easy to slap a smile on my face and do the things I want to do

Other days it's all I can to slap that smile on my face, I feel drained

tired

sore

I don't want to be here

The ones who smile the most are often the most sad

i feel my mask rip off, will anyone notice?

They don't ever, it sucks

i ask myself when will they

are they there to support me

or am i truly alone

drowning

in

this

life

people don't understand how hard it is

some people "fake" it for attention

affection

then laugh at us like it's nothing

it's hard

what can i do?

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