Short freeverse I wrote.
It has a lot of emotion put into it, I hope anyone who reads enjoys.
I pretend that I'm okay. But really, I'm ripping at the seams. If I were to die, would anyone miss me? Or am I just another face, hidden in the shadows?
Life is going by too quickly, and I'm lost in the sea of sadness. Everyone sees me as 'happy' but were they clever enough to see how much I hate this?
If I'm gone, would I ever be mentioned in a conversation? Or am I just another name, to never be heard again?
If I'm gone. Would anyone notice?