At night, I wonder why I get so tired?
when all I did was be happy all day and smiled,
then I realized, I was playing pretend
all day desperately convincing myself that I'm laughing with joy.
and when the night comes, small droplets of liquid comes out from my eyes.
slowly turning into small rain and inside becoming a storm.
everything's becoming a blur
sobs coming out of nowhere
I take out and listened
wondering where it comes from
I listened and listened, till I realized it was from my mouth
Why am I crying?
I don't even know why
not because I don't have any reasons
but because there are a lot of reasons why
and now I don't know which one is
Maybe...
I'm crying because I'm dying
Dying inside
broken pieces of me scattered on the floor.
like shards of glass hurting me on my own.