I Fight Depression and Loneliness Everyday

I'm getting up, getting dressed up, showing up... I'm going out... I'm laughing out loud... This smile on my face says I'm ok but I'm really not ok... I'm slowly dying inside everytime you pass by blind to the evidence that's in sight. I'm not ok. My insides are crying out... Help me... Can you hear me? I feel like screaming out loud... Save me... Is anybody listening? Literally bleeding my heart out through the cuts under my sleeves... Can they tell at all? Really, I'm fine... I'm so good at lying. These are the moments when I'm at my worst. I can't breathe... I don't want to feel or I might just break... If I fall apart and give up trying to pick up all the pieces again... If I give up living this hell... Well, no one would even blink.