Hello, I am a sixteen year old girl.
lost. it’s this thing that nights do. when you’re alone on your bed at night, that’s when you start to think about the stuff you’ve been trying to avoid for the whole day. the stuff you’ve been trying to mask with your smile. i thought i was stronger than this, really. i usually laugh things off and smile like everything’s fine in front of people but when i am alone, that’s when i break down. the tears that no one will see. but i’ll be all right by morning, i’ll be sure no one sees these tears.