Guilt

I feel guilty for unleashing my emotions on other people,

Like I’m bothering them,

Like they don’t really care,

Like they’re listening just for the sake of “being nice”

I feel guilty for burdening them with my problems so I can sleep better,

I’m sorry 

I’m sorry for overwhelming other people,

I’m sorry for being difficult,

I’m sorry for having issues,

I’m terrified of opening up to other people just to have them reject me—again…

Terrified for people to see the real me, because then they might not like me…

They might have only like “fake me”

The me who laughs and is silly,

The one who makes jokes out of everything,

The one that is always in a good mood 

That me is tired…

I can’t keep acting

Keep lying—it’s not who I am

But if people see that’s not how I am, they might stop liking me… and I can’t lose another friend…