No Filter
I don't wear makeup
I smile a lot
But on the inside I don't really know if I'm happy
I'm getting everything that I want
And everything that I've worked hard for
but it feels like nothing to me
without my dad here
I miss him everyday
its been about 6 months since his passing
but each day gets harder instead of easier
I still smile
I don't like people to see me cry
I try to keep moving forward
I know my dad wants me to succeed
and I am so proud of myself for living my dream
of getting into veterinary school
to become the doctor I wish my father was here to see
as I write this I still try to be happy
I know my dad is proud of me
without all the smiles
I'm broken
I'm living through a trauma that I don't know how to deal with
I'm trying to become the person I want to be
To be the person my dad can be proud of
The smiles will be real
No filter.
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