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terrifyingly said but I have no idea who are my friends anymore.

do you ever just feel like you’re just

I am not depressed. I can still smile at pretty things And laugh when jokes are funny, I can still talk to people And enjoy nice days. But when I go inside, When I’m all alone, There is something broken. And I fall into a sadness so sweet That it engulfs me. I look in the mirror But I don’t like what I see. And the tears always fall When I’m falling asleep, Because I miss something That doesn’t exist. But I am not depressed, I’ve just been sad for a while. Although I can still find the light I can still smile.

I like to be left alone, but when people don’t notice I’m absent, it hurts. And I know it’s my own fault for becoming invisible, for isolating myself, but just once I want someone to notice, to truly notice and care.

I’ll be okay for few days, but then it hits me again. I don’t function and fall apart completely.