Not Alone

Why am I like this?
I often ask.
Why is being happy,
Such a hard task?

I pretend I'm ok,
And people are blind,
To see the darkness,
That with a close look you'll find.

I bottle up my feelings,
And never let anyone know.
What's really going on,
And that I'm really feeling low.

And I know I'm not alone.
There’s others who feel the same way.
And this one simple thought,
Is what keeps me going everyday.





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