Hannah Eichenauer (10/02/97 / Valencia, PA)
Maybe, maybe not
I am invisible to your expectant eyes. I'm just that friend that makes you laugh. Sometimes you laugh with me, and sometimes you laugh at me. And no matter which you laugh, I laugh too.
I may laugh, but it may not be funny.
I may smile, but I might not be happy.
I may ask, but I don't want to know.
I talk, but never really say anything.
I may get up, but I'm not awake.
I may sleep, but I'm not resting.
I may be alive, but I'm not living.
I am intelligent. Intelligent people are often more depressed because they know what the world is really like. Can't anybody see how fast she's falling?
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