Category : Diary/Journal

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Why do fake smiles get easier and easier everytime you use them? It's almost like our minds want to hide. Wanting the people around us to not notice us. Maybe that's the way we're programmed, you and me, to not let people know. 
Because the last time someone knew, they tried to fix it, but it only made it worse. Like the way, shrinks think the methods they use on regular people work on us. But we're not normal. Are we?
My fake smile is so real. It's uncanny. Sometimes I convince myself I'm fine. Weird how a fake smile, a mask, can trick everyone around you. Even yourself.
But one time I screamed it. At the top of my lungs. And still, no one heard me. Maybe it's not just my smile. Maybe everything about me says I'm Fine.
But like I said, the smiles get easier, as your life gets worse. And worse. And worse.