She says she's fine with swollen eyes and a heavy breath.
A strained smile forced across her face with lips quivering.
This is her life, her entire existence. It’s her duty to be ok and
never show weakness. She’s so lucky they all say, she has it all.
They can’t see that it’s all a show because her performance is flawless.
They’ll never know how damaged she really is. They’ll never know how
alone she feels every second of every minute of every day.
They will never know how difficult getting through each day is for her.
They can never know. She needs to be the perfect daughter, sister, friend.
Perfect….this word is her prison and she’s been sentenced to life.