Mission one completed: I'm still alive.

Sometimes I wonder what's the point...
What's the point in any of this...
Nobody see's you for the person you truly are...
They choose to believe the "I'm fine..."'s and they don't see the pain in your eyes.
Sometimes I wish I could poof away... Just not wake up after sleeping or wake up as somebody else.
No more tears, no more blood, no more loneliness...
Just happiness.
If there is even such a thing as happiness, I'm starting to doubt that.
Nothing is going to happen in future if only one person is committed to finding a way to work out the distance.
It takes more than one person to show the love and trust.
Maybe this is all stupid and I'm not even in love...
Maybe I'm crazy now, which I guess is okay...
But what happens on the day when I wake and everything has changed?
I can't keep everything the way it is...
It's too exhausting.
I'm just very tired....

I feel alone again.
I can't do this anymore....
I'm sick of pretending everything is fine and I'm even sicker of faking this fucking smile.
I wish someone would see the truth... Just once.

It sliced me and I liked it.
Because it took the pain away.
But not again.

Ehhhhhh.... I'm fucking bleh. >_<

This is going to be more difficult than I imagined.