Strange, isn't it?

Strange, isn't it?

How those who are pillars

of support

for their friends

might be crumbling apart

from within?

 

I seem strong

and confident

and self-assured

and happy.

Ha, what bullshit - 

newsflash, that's wrong.

 

I am struggling so much

with everything now.

Sadness and fear

and anxiety, so much 

anxiety.

But nobody knows.

 

If only my pride 

wasn't so great,

maybe I could bend

and ask

for help.

but maybe somebody will read the signs. 

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