Pretending

I’m with my friends
But I’m not really with them
My mind is busy. Busy overthinking
It’s slowly drowning me

It’s hard to pretend 
Pretending to be happy
Pretending to be okay
I’m drowning and I can’t breath

It’s killing me by slowly drowning me
I don’t know when this will stop
I want to end this
How? It’s always my question
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 17, 2019 at 6:51 AM
this is a very sad poem and even sadder your friends do not understand nor know... hope you can find someone to talk to..
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