I'm smiling, no psychical signs of depressed. I'm laughing, I appear normal.
Inside I feel heavy tears I hold back with every blink, Bad thoughts, I feel tired, everything seems so pointless, I could go on.
I'll smile in my next session, she'll write in her notes I'm doing much better.
or should I make my physical appearance a lie?
I see these mental health professionals as judges, they examine and cast judgement.
I am not psychotic, I am very aware of what is real.
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This can't be life.
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