I've always hated it when people frowned.
My mother taught me to smile. I smile for her. I smile so that people do not feel the way that I do. I laugh so that people do not cry.
I wish someone would notice how fake it is.
Everyone pushes me around. It is because they think me to be carefree. I let them. If they get mad at me it will ruin everything.
I struggle to remain strong.
It doesn't work.
I try my best not to break under the pressure.
I fail.
I try to be happy. I am not. I don't remember how to.
No one cares.
So I decide to give them what they want. I call it quits.
I jump.