Lying Lips

I don’t want your help, I appreciate the thought, but I don’t want to be helped, I don’t want to have to retell my pathetic story. I just want to be left alone in my lies, because that’s where I can have a normal life. My smiles may be fake, but others smile with me, my laughter may be forced but it gives other people hope. My positive ideals are my own, but they are shrouded in deception. My dreams are false, and my mind is shattered. I can’t accept help because I have no idea where to begin. I am broken, but I will only tell you behind the safety of an anonymous name. I will not burden those that I care for. I will suffer alone as it was meant to be, it is just my fate, I fully accept it. I will not seek solutions anymore, they have only left me with despair and a broken heart. I know it seems silly, and I know it doesn’t make sense, but this is simply for the best. People would be put in an uncomfortable and awkward situation if I told them my story. The story of a broken girl that just wanted to smile, but was spat on, used and abused until she had nothing left to give but her body, and they stole that to. I am what remains of that girl, lingering in plain sight, smiling and laughing all day. Only behind closed doors, in complete isolation does my voice crack and tears fall. My sad song will never be heard by those I love because I am to much of a coward to be honest with anyone. I am my own detriment, but where in lies the solution, also lies the problem.