Clouds of Despair

People see the grin on my chin, assuming I am happy from within. People see my money and wealth, but blatantly choose to ignore my mental health. People see my mighty success, but often forget my constant restlessness. I am in a pool of dejection and hopelessness, I need some love and tenderness. Even when I don't want to, I have to look happy for the sake of others, what I am going through ,who bothers? I feel lonely amidst the crowd, I want a space to confide, trust me I am not stable even when I say I am alright. All I need is a shoulder. All I want is little affection . I might look extraordinaire, but my heart is surrounded by clouds of despair.