I try to convince myself that everything will be okay. I'm just having another 'down' day. I should be grateful that I get to shake it off at home and not completely alienate the people I work with. I fear if they could see me, ripping chunks out of my hair and biting my nails, they'd have me committed.
To be honest, I'm totally sick of myself now. Keeping my own company because nobody else will. Even my 'friends' are not of my world. They don't see the tears I cry. They don't see the hurt I feel. How could they? They're not here
One day, I shall wake up, surrounded by all the good things in the world. One day. Or maybe not.
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