i feel small.

I feel small.

There is honesty in the face of someone who struggles

But it's hidden beneath a thick layer of "I'm okay"

and "Everything's alright".

Hidden behind an army of little white lies, trying to convince everyone around us that everything is normal.

Sometimes, it's just not.

Sometimes, deep down inside, we wish friends were real friends

and that others cared as much as we care.

We wish things were easier

and every step didn't seem like such a burden.
Break down those layers and you get pure, depressing, sad, honesty.

Today, I feel small.

I am unseen.