Oneday I made it to everyone. All the insults i’ll return the whole!

imagine if my world was beautiful as yours

So just keep smiling
Hold the cracks together
Fake the happiness until it is real
Even if it takes forever...

Being alone isn’t so bad.
This way, only the emptiness can hurt you.

It's a sad memory
What you made of us;
the 'oh so good' people,
never the opposite.
How come they aren't good enough?
Why are we the broken ones here?

Sometimes I think that I will never find happiness.
I even try to look for a light in this dark world.

I wrote a poem I’ll never read

I think i'm a magnet for all the problems in the world.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Hypophrenia; A feeling of sadness without a cause

sorta like being alone in a crowded room

Unexplained.

---MollyA