by Krista R. Vicari
To smile is a challenge,
I've learned how to laugh.
I've never been so unhappy in all my life.
I'm dying from the inside out.
I can't stand to be in public,
or talk to different people.
My friends are all I have,
and even they are becoming scarce.
I'm so very lonely, and I need someone by my side,
but all this emotion, all my sadness and anger
pushes others away.
So I'm being forced to deal alone,
to overcome it all, by myself.
To be honest, my soul won't make it,
but my body will proceed to move on.
Putting up a poor act, as if it's not so serious...
If only people would take me seriously,
if only there was some way I could be helped,
but there isn't, and time will go on,
passing me by, while I sit
and mourn alone.