I’m tired

Tired of all the masks

Of the fake smiles

Of faking happiness and confidence

When inside

Inside I’m terrified

Inside I’m a lonely child

Without any confidence

I’m tired of pretending to be perfect

When I make as many mistakes as every other person

I’m tired of pretending that I’m hot-headed

That I anger easily

When I don’t get angry

I’m tired of pretending to hold grudges

When I can forgive someone at the drop of a hat

I’m tired of pretending

That I don’t get frustrated

That I don’t feel stress

That I don’t feel pain from insults

When I just want to curl up into a ball

When I just want to cry

I’m tired of pretending

That I don’t have anything to say

That I am opinionless

That I am simply a doormat to wipe your feet on

As you continue on in life

Never to be noticed

Except when needed