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I make fun of my own flaws and you laugh with me, I may seem like a happy and cheerful person but deep down I wish I weren't alive. I feel like I have no purpose, but only to be looked at and laughed at. I don't show you my inner turmoil because I believe it's better that you don't, I wish I could show you but I'm too scared that I'll break down and do something that I'll regret in the end. If only you knew what goes on in my head then maybe you wouldn't laugh along with me when I do make fun of all my flaws.