The Real Me

I am just a teenage girl who goes to high school. Everyone thinks when I smile, they think I am happy and problem free. Being frank, joyful and cheerful makes them think I am an attention seeker(craving for attention) yet they don't know what's behind that smile and laughter. They don't know how she spends her night. The girl who smiles all day, cries silently, struggles to sleep. Overthinking taking control over her but the next morning you see her smile even in worse days. There was one time where hurtful comments and blames were made about her but yet she kept her head up and proud because she knows that she didn't do anything, she knows the truth. Fearlessly she kept smiling and cheerful. She didn't want the night to come, she didn't want to be in darkness again because she knows that she will again be covered in darkness all alone.

Tired of always putting a fake mask, tired of hiding her real face because people think that when a person shares his or her problem, they are problematic people or they are being a burden but the real reason they wanted to share was because that particular person trust you. Yet they are some people who doesn't want others to leave them because of their problems and that was my biggest fear 'being replaced.

The real me was someone who was scared of losing people. A girl who just wanted to be loved but then the overthinking only lead her to fake happy and cheerful girl. A girl who hides her sorrows darkness in day and crying her heart out all night silently.