No one knows.

by Lauren
(NSW)

Just because I smile, doesn't mean I'm happy.
I may laugh, but it doesn't mean I want to live.
The pain I feel is excruciating and is eating me alive.
You may think I'm fine; I would.
But you never second glance,
Never really see.
There is a demon in me, and it's killing all of me.
I seem like a normal girl to most.
Can't they see through my heaving chest, beating pulse, hormonal attitude?
Are they blind?
Do they care?
Shouldn't they be able to read my expressions?
My pain?
No one cares,
No one knows.
I hide that part of myself.
The part that I will expose to no one.