"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.