sad writing for sad days.

i'm smiling, but inside im dying.

i make jokes, laugh, and smile.

but you wouldn't even care
to notice my empty gaze.

i wipe away the tears and re-apply
my makeup so i can pretend i'm fine.

if only you could see all of my tears
that stain my cheeks every night.

i go out with friends, and act like
i'm outgoing.

but on the inside my anxiety is ripping
me apart.