"Are you happy?" my therapist asks me.

"I do not know." I reply.

Because in the midst of all the partying and hanging with my friends, 

I still feel alone.

Even when I am with my family and we are laughing and making jokes,

I still feel like I am being judged.

Although I walk down the halls at school greeting everyone with cheery expressions,

I still feel as though I am annoying.

People would look at me differently if they knew how I felt,

So I pretend.

I am happy, on the outside.

Look closely and you can see, the anxiety that is becoming me.