This is for you.... You are hiding every pain inside. The pain that makes your heart beat fast. The pain that you carry from the past. It won't pass. It won't go away if you don't work with it. It won't change unless you admit that you need help. You made me believe that even the prettiest flower can slowly wither. But the withering was your fault. You stopped watering the plant. You stopped caring. You were just staring when it was happening. You were tearing. Tearing the petals from yourself by yourself. You hid yourself behind walls like they could heal you. You were alone. Always alone. when you came, You acted unbothered like it was nothing, but it was all just your acting. You spoke harshly to us, but we never said anything back. Just to not make it worse. That is our version of the story. Now you know. You sat next to us and everyone shut up, kept their smiles wide, and laughed loud for you. Just for you. I'm sorry, but I have to say it. If not now, then never. I'm tired. I'm tired of being the okay one. Tired of pretending that everything is fine. Tired of being nice even though your words cut me deeply. Tired of being a ghost to everyone. Tired of not getting the hug that I was craving. Tired of being awake all night with tears in my eyes. Tired of falling asleep thinking about all the lies. Tired of holding the pillow just to feel less invisible. I'm sorry, but I'm tired. Tired of all this, but it's okay I understand that you are the main character. So let me disappear before you. I'm sure no one will notice No one cares. And now you are reading this, and I'm probably not here anymore. It's all because I was hiding the pain inside me - just like you did.