Sometimes

I feel

Like the world

Doesn't care

About me,

About how I feel,

About anything.

It seems

As if everyone

Only cares

For themselves

But really

They don't know.

They don't know

That I'm dying.

They don't know

That I'm screaming.

They don't know

That I'm crying.

Because it's all inside.

They don't know

Because I hide

I hide it all

Behind a smile.

I act cheerful.

I pretend

Like I'm not

Slowly

And painfully

Dying.