Dear World,
People keep telling me that life goes on, but to me, I fear that that's what the saddest. Sometimes I do that. I feel sad without even knowing why. I guess that one of my 'reasons' is that when I am sad, there isn't anyone there for me. I feel like a burden to those I wish to lean on, Even though I let them lean on me. I also love how nobody notices how you stay up late crying, how they can't see the tears. I love how nobody notices your sadness when you have been broken for years. I love how nobody notices our pain, even though we flinch when someone hugs us. I love how they ignore all of that and only focus on all of our mistakes. It isn't fair...but then again, life isn't fair. Nothing ever stays the same either. You don't stay happy forever and that's that. Then again, you don't stay sad forever either. When someone asks "How are you?" they don't want you to answer with real answers like...Broken, Sad, Lonely, Hurt, Upset, Alone, Suicidal, Angry, Hateful, Screaming, Dead, Empty, Worthless, Hollow, Misunderstood, Numb, Victimized, Lifeless, bruised, Or scared. They want you to tell them "I'm okay." even when you aren't. We live in a world so fake, I've forgotten who I truly am and if I have even found it yet. This numbness is tearing me apart, but it's alright. I'm used to it.
Yours, Cassée