A Ghost In Life Can Only Fade Away

It’s so hopeless. I try so hard to be strong, because I know the people around me need somebody to be. But how much stronger can I be when I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. Peace is like a foreign concept to me. I’ve had fleeting moments of happiness, but without fail, are always followed by a storm of pain and suffering. When does it end? When do I get to cry on someone's shoulder? When will someone notice my pain without having to tell them? Hopelessness doesn’t even describe what I am feeling. I wake up in excruciating pain every morning and yet it goes unrecognized. You can’t see my pain. Most of the time I can’t decide if it’s real or fake. But it’s there. What I wouldn’t give for someone to acknowledge my presence. Acknowledge a statement I made or a simple good morning back. Yet, without fail, my words flow through the earth like a wandering ghost, never to be seen or heard from again. So, tell me, if I am to be a ghost while alive... What would happen if I were to truly fade away?