Here I stand on the edge looking down. I feel so alone. I don’t know where to go. My mind is a mess. I cry every night. Scars cover my skin. I just don’t fit in.
Where do I go when my world is crashing down around me. How do I smile when all I know is how to frown? We push it in a corner and hope it will go away.
But it still hangs around, lurking just behind the door. But the door doesn’t work anymore.