My name is Alfred F. Jones. I have been depressed ever since my brother died a year ago but no one has noticed. And I intend to keep it that way.
No one can hear me crying behind my shouts of joy, just as no one can see my frown behind my cheery grin. No one bothers to look behind the mask, and no one ever will. Even if they had the power to see how I really think and feel nothing would change. Not if I continue to play it out and continue to appear happy.
I haven't been happy ever since that dreadful day of my brother's death. I shattered into a million pieces and can never be put back together.
So instead I hide behind this mask, and never let anyone get close enough to remove it. That will never happen. Not if I have the ability to stop it anyway.
And it works, too. No one has even suspected a thing. As long as I'm smiling no one cares to look deeper into my eyes to see how broken I really am. But I plan on keeping it that way. If wanted people to know how I really feel I wouldn't be hiding it… would I?
Or maybe a part of me is screaming out for someone, anyone, to put me back together. But the other part of me doesn't want anyone to get involved, so I stay like this, hidden behind a mask of joy, unable to take it off, for I am broken, and cannot put myself back together.
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What do ya think? Sound interesting? Bornin? Should I continue or nahh? Please tell me and review~ X3