forgive me for i write this as i feel sorrow and lonesome.
As i look around me i see all smiles from my friends as i walk through my days. to keep them smiling i place a mask upon my face to hide the pain and misery which burdens my heart. there once was a time in which i did not have to wear a mask for my happiness came from within, but that time has long since passed. now i walk through my days shrouded in my own contempt as i search for the one place in which i can find a place to lie my down and rest my weary body.