My Fake Smile…

I wake up every day and lie in bed not wanting to do the same thing again. I finally get up, eat, shower, and go to work wearing a fake smile. I hate my job, hate my life, hate people, but try to keep that fake smile on my face to hide the truth. I go home every night and drink myself to sleep, I can’t sleep any other way. Every time I try to make a change to this life something else happens to knock me back down. I know how I can sleep for good, I’m not afraid to die, but I wear my fake smile every day thinking tomorrow things will change. One morning that fake smile will break and that will be the day I die.