Are you aware that you are suffering and dying inside?
I see it in your eyes when you enter a room full of people.
You search in their expressive eyes, waiting to see the difference that brings them joy so that you can latch onto it.
Before long though, all those eyes in the room are looking to you
and waiting for you to create laughter to fall out of their mouths with ease.
Of course, you never hold back on your humor, but release it freely like a backyard sprinkler shooting to life.
And all the day long you give and forget that you were searching to receive for once.
And at the end of the day, you lay awake in the dead of the night
replaying the course of your day, trying to fit yourself into characters that you're not.