I am not ok...

Sometimes, I try to cut myself,
just below my hands.
You ask me what's wrong,
and try to understand.

But never will you be
able to comprehend.
No matter how hard you
try to be a good friend.

I am happy, sometimes,
but only for you.
I might seem okay,
but that is not the truth.

Inside, I am troubled,
and deeply depressed.
I may seem ok,
but inside I am stressed.

Sometimes I seem happy,
other times i want to burst out & cry
To some I seem okay,
but I sometimes feel like I want to die.

I am unhappy,
and my life I hate.
I just don't understand
why I was made.

For me, life isn't fun.
Honestly, I don't like it.
Each day is depressing
which is why I'm writting this.

All my days are gray
I don't know what to do.
my friends turn away.
Are you getting a clue?

I think about my life
and I cry myself to sleep.
I ache with sadness,
and shake as I weep.

i feel horrible inside,
like a wilted flower.
I feel weak and sad.
I don't have any power.

My eyes can be sore,
from all of the crying.
And my face aches,
from all the fake smiling.

I may say that I am fine,
and feeling okay.
But I am not. My heart is not.
That is something I just can't say.

I don\'t want to scare you,
or make you worry.
So for now I will give another fake smile, and act like I am fine and happy.

But I\'m not.

*â?¥~Sadly-in-love~â?¥*