At school, I have to smile, be happy, and make jokes and laugh for my friends, or else they get mad at me. At home, I have to smile and nod and act like I’m fine and listen to everything my mum tells me to do, or else I get grounded and my mum gets pissed at me. Basically, I have to smile and act as if I’m fine all the while I’m slowly withering away inside, my heart crying out silently. I have nowhere to let out my anger and sadness, not at school, not at home, not anywhere. And with all the pent up anger and sorrow, I’m breaking. The brave front I’m putting up is cracking, and I’m drowning in all the negative emotions I’ve bottled up over months, with no way to resurface. But I will keep fighting, right until the end. One day, everything will be better and I will truly be happy again. One day.
