There are nights when I lay in bed and just cry. Cry because I know I’m not pretty, and I feel so unloved and alone in life. I have people that love me but for some reason I’m finding it harder and harder to be happy. I’ve become a master of smiling through the pain, and no one can actually see through the mask I put on to the unhappy girl on the inside. If someone would just realize that, I think it might actually make me happy again, knowing someone cares.
I just wanna be okay today ...
smile.
relax.
