Hidden Pain

I see,
I hear, 
I feel, 
I fear. 

But I hide it.
I zoom out. 

I zoom out, pretend to be sleepy 
to protect myself - so I don't get hurt by it. 

I see people not caring. 
I hear them only talking.
I feel sick of it. 
But somehow, I fear losing it. 

Should it be this way? 
Am I ungrateful?
Do I feel too much? 
Or is this normal? 
Is everyone just hiding it?
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