In my world, everything is in harmony.
Nobody does anything wrong. Nobody
feels pain. Nobody is excluded. In
my world, you can understand how
much you are admired by me. In this
imagined place, I don't strive for you
attention or grieve over you. In my
world, I'm not depressed. I'm happy.
I smile. I laugh. I love. While I
daydream about my fantasy world, the
reality began to set in. Everything
that can go wrong-does. Pain is
so think in the air, you could cut it with
a knife. Many feel excluded. Everybody
has their own little clique. Most of
all, you don't comprehend how much I
love you. I do everything in my
power just to get you to notice me.
Do you? No! This is where the grieve
and depression sets in. I smile and laugh,
but its all fake. Reality Check, I'm
in the real world.