there’s so many things you don’t know about me. so many. you don’t know how I feel inside, what I do to express my feelings, what I truly want. in fact you barely know anything about me. so stop thinking you do. smiles hide a lot. as does concealer and long sleeves. you don’t know, maybe I tried to kill myself last night. or maybe I’m genuinely happy. thing is, you don’t know and you never will, because that’s how I chose it to be.