Behind the Façade

I pretend to be okay everydawn, But the whispers tend to attack me every night I try to be non-chalant. But bitter tears seem to like me. I try it lowkey But I find myself writing all I spill the tea to my diary. But that doesn't change the reality. I think about you every minute But every minute passes without you! I try to speak my mind. But silence swallows my words. What next? —Vee— 💜