I’m so torn. I don’t know what to do.
I don’t know who I am. I don’t know who I want to be.
I don’t who I want to be with or who exactly wants to be with me.
my head is confused and everything just feels so complicated and I have no idea what to do.
While I may smile everyday to all the people I see, its so hard to tell whether those smiles are real. They feel real, look real,and even I would think that they are real. But I’ve been accustomed to faking them too much that I can’t tell them apart anymore. Truthfully, I think they’re fake, but I want them to be real so bad that I can’t stop smiling. So in the end….
“My smile is plastered on my face like a toy, never showing the world how I truly feel or who I am”






