No one knows what I'm going through...I feel lonely and I'm hurting so bad but no one pays attention. I go to work and get off and come home. But no asks how I'm doing, or how I feel. They just assume I'm okay. You thought you knew me, but you don't. I'm like a crushed flower settling in the hot sun. As the sun gets hotter, my petals start to curl up and die. As the days go by, I lose a part of myself. Why does nobody ask how I feel?
