I'm falling back into that dark hole I just crawled out of
Funny thing is it's even more pitch black then I remember
The feeling of my body going numb and my emotions disappearing isn't something I've missed
Though it's something I've become accustomed to
Slowly going back to the fake smiles and loud laughing so I won't have to feel the pain
As long as I can keep the voices silent I won't feel pain
Going back to my mantra that I'm okay
Telling myself that as long as I fake it I'll make it and I won't have to go through it again
It's just a phase to prove that you're all grown up
That the dark hole in my mind doesn't exist it's just a pigment of my imagination
And I'm crying because I'm dramatic not because I'm hurting
Back to convincing myself that everything is fine and that I'm okay
Knowing deep down that it's all a lie
As some have said mental health issues are a choice they don't exist
So I'm being dramatic
I only have panic attacks because I've been overthinking
Overthinking is for people who have bills they say
Crying is for those who have responsibilities not someone as young as me
So I'm fine in the eyes of society
That concludes my fate
And my fate is a happy ending