Misery

As you turn to leave, Leaving me in my misery. I think about your life, So wild and free. While I am stuck, Filled with sadness and lonesome. I envy you. Sure we both have troubles, But you have people who will help you. They can't help me, For they don't know how. So here I sit in my hidden pain. Sometimes you see behind my mask, While other times you just see the happy face. I have figured that I can get through it on my own, But I don't know if what I think is true. So as you turn to leave, I smile like everything is OK. (Author's Note: This is how I feel most of the time. Most not all.)