I have hidden pain. I hide my pain because I don't feel like I can talk to anyone about it. Yes, I know you love me and would always listen, but it's not the same. I know I can tell you anything and I usually do, but you never seem to be able to help. Sometimes all I want is to be told what you think and what you would do. I don't want to have to think about it anymore. Isn't hiding my burden enough? What more do I have to do? I want you to be concerned for me first. Ask me what's wrong. I want to talk, but I don't want to ask anyone for help. I want someone to willingly come to me. My reason for that is not pride, but every time I ask for help, I get rejected. It hurts. I'm sick of it. Please, please. Help me.

Everyday, I wake up and go through the routine. "Smile when a normal person would smile. Blend in. Act as if nothing is wrong. You're okay." I tell myself this everyday. How I really feel, or even my real personality is never revealed. No one understands. No one cares to. Most people would probably blame me, but it's not my fault.