(Not this prompt)

Fake smiles

Fake laughter

Lasts all day,

Until I walk into the bathroom.

I let my expressions fall,

In the middle of the smallest stall.

I walk out and repeat it all,

But this time someone catches me falter.

I criticize myself for being caught,

But they didn’t care at all.

They can be the culprit of these days,

Lucky them it isn’t them this time.

I’m the type of person,

Who will be so hurt and can’t say goodbye,

Not even to their parents to get to school.

But the second I do something in spite of someone,

I immediately feel bad.

How can someone hurt somebody else,

So terribly and not feel the same?