Damaged

I am always smiling, because I’m good at hiding my secrets.

I am always smiling. Always looking happy. I make people laugh. I am wanted to be around. I have so many friends and people that love me. I am seen as a pretty girl with a great sense of humor.

Although, I am damaged. I hide my pains, my anxieties, my fears. I am an actress. My life is like a stage. Sometimes I don’t even recognize myself.

There’s few that truly know me. Few who really fucking get me.

I have secrets. I have a past. I have a darkness in me that has escaped when I’m most vulnerable.

However, I have learned to adapt and cope. I cope by smiling. I cope by making my loved ones laugh. I cope by caring for and healing others. I cope by trying to make a difference in the lives of others.

I am damaged. I am fucked up. I feel pain, anxiety, and fear.

But I keep on smiling.