Smile.

I smile for everyone to see.

I keep moving forward each day but...

I don’t know where I am going.

I feel like it is nowhere but I’m going so fast.

I’m spinning most days. So fast.

In and out of work.

In and out of home.

I smile.

They don’t see my anxiety.

I’m trembling inside.

They don’t see my depression.

I’m so despondent, so sad.

I need my purpose. I can’t find it.

I’ve looked. And I’ve looked. And I’ve looked.

I am so tired. Everything inside me hurts.

But I smile.