Pretending

When people ask me "why are you always sad?" I just reply with "how do you know I'm sad?" And then I put on a fake smile. It's just that I don't want people feeling sad for me, I want them to see me as a strong person. And that's easier than having to explain a lot of things to them, and they will not understand. Sure, they may pretend to understand, but I can see how they fail to see how broken I am, It's because they don't know me. They don't understand this feeling of dread that holds you back from doing things that you love, the unexplainable sorrow that doesn't seem to leave

This poem is about: 
Me

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