I tell everyone

And everyone thinks

That I'm okay.

I don't tell them anything

Because why would they want to know?

They wouldn't care,

If I starve myself everyday.

They wouldn't care,

If my eyes bled everyday.

They wouldn't care,

If I was dead.

No one cares.

And I don't think anyone

Wants to know

This

Ugly

Stupid

Feeling

My tank is also

Invisible

Like me

(But not that much, it's noticeable)