you’re depressed but hide it with laughs and smiles. no one sees through your facade, not even your bestfriend Atlas. you struggle with self-harm. when you’re alone and no one’s around your silent, no smiles, no happiness covering your sadness. just silence and your own muffled cries. everyone sees you as happy, and okay. but you know the truth, that you’re truly dying inside, piece by piece, your mind eats away at you, and the only way to feel pain that isn’t emotional is self-harm.