Have you every been...

It's not sad

I'm not happy, I'm not sad I'm not hurt I'm not feeling anything. I'm just tired

Tired of everithing

And I'm weak.

I don't even have the strength to get up. And when I breathe my heart drops so much in my chest, and there is so little air that it hurts.

So I just lie down.

My head is filled with a milion toughts and i can't even fake a smile.

One more minute won't be enough. Not this time

Not even 10 minutes

But I have to do it.

I must do it.

Because that's what I do.

So I'll just take some deep breathes, get up somehow, pit that smile on my face, and act

I'll play my part until I fall.

Until I can't get up again.

I can see the lights turning on, the music starts, and I step on stage, similing.

No matter how tired, exhausted, weak I am, I smile and act.

The show must go on.

-C.O.S.
18/04/2024