I give up
by Melissa P.
At night I look through my past.
Looking at photos and old yearbooks.
All I see are happy faces, but when you in there eyes you see empty lives.
So many lying smiles, trying to hide the pain.
So, many people saying life is great.
Well my life isn't great it's not even okay.
I'm lonely and sad.
Somedays I'm even mad.
I seem happy to my friends and family but inside I'm empty.
I'm tired of this game!
I'm tired of lying!
I'm just simply tired.