I'm not sure when it started or why it is so strong.
On the outside I seem happy. No one thinks anything's wrong.
But on the inside I am dying, screaming for someone to see
That the happy smile and carefree laugh is not the real me.
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Crying Out For Help
I'm not sure when it started or why it is so strong.Featured Shared Story
I am Olivia Albert-Putman. I am younger than most people think. I will not publicize my age, but I can share my story. I know what is like to feel pain. At this age I have felt more pain than...
Poems by Alexsys
Wow, the story Makayla told seriously made me cry. Since my almost-uncle killed himself, my best friend killed himself, and 3 more of my friends died in a plane crash. Anyways, I wrote this soon after I found out Chris had died, so it really shows my initial anger at him. I felt that same anger after my best friend killed himself, mainly because we were really close and I thought he would've told me something. I didn't even know he'd been depressed until it was too late to help him. My friend's brother killed himself a few years ago, and his birthday was a few days ago, so I might write something for him. Let me say one last thing. If you feel scared, depressed, angry, etc., and you don't see a way out, tell someone you trust. Life's too good to cut short.