Reality
Have you ever seen someone living a so called happy life
the next day that same person takes his own life
I guess that's what they meant by never judge a book by its cover
Beautiful on the outside but messy on the inside
but aint that we all do
we assume how a person is doing just by the way he looks
so instead of asking asking how are you?, how’s your day
we go with mayne you look so lovely today
then person smile and say thank you
but at that the same time he’s thinking of all possible ways to hurt himself
You look at my whatsapp dp you see a pic of me with a broad smile
but in reality it took 25 pictures before that smile look real
look at my insta name *ever happy royal papi”
but in reality I'm really dying inside
you check my messages I consistently make over 10 persons smile each day
but in reality there’s not a day goes by I do not think about suicide
I keep in check with all my friends to ensure they are all well
In reality I’m afraid if I stop they won’t check on me
I keep on texting first but in reality I’m scared that if I don’t no one will text me first
I walk with group of my friends talking just like any other day
but in reality at the same time I’m talking I’m thinking about life
Hey you look so happy I like the way how you dress
in reality University sucks and I’m depressed as hell
you check my instagram status its full of inspirational quotes
but in reality not one have inspired me
You see me active in every event you can possibly think off
you see me drinking but its for a different reason from why my friends drinking
you see me start to smoke you say I’m getting hype
reality I’m just trying different means to get over depression
sometimes a “hope you have a good day” can go a far way
just to know that someone out there still cares
If I’m wrong and someone do care I’m sorry
But what’s the use of words without action
I bet when I post this poem someone is going comment they feel the same way as I do