sugar and spicey and everything nicey =)

These familiar faces smile at you

You don’t feel like smiling back, but you do anyway

And you go about your day as you always have

The daily repetition of the fake happiness and optimism

All efforts made carefully so no one can see past you.

You’re with good people but you’d much rather be at home

Sleeping, dreaming to be in a better state

They frequently ask how you’re doing

And you reply with the usual “okay”

But you’re not. You haven’t been for a while.

You’re unclear as to why you feel this way

You know it’s not right

Unsure as to what you want

Or who to tell

What to do after you’ve told them.

One thing’s for sure;

You don’t want to go through this alone.