We sit as Kings and Queens in our plastic chairs, silently judging the others around us. 

We act better than you because we are afraid that if we show you the real us, you might just see us for who we are. Fake.  Afraid. Of being alone and unhappy, so we put ourselves higher than everyone else, on these pedestal and point our noses in the air.  

They won’t notice if we don’t look them in the eye. They won’t see the tears rolling down out cheeks. If we show emotions then we look weak. 

But it is lonely at the top. Everyone is below you and you want to hate them all because they have what you want. A real life. Someone to be with. To not be alone. 


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