I Am Depressed

Another day, I act happy, people ask me how I can always have a smile on my face, be so kind, always just trying to have "fun," when really, I'm just doing what I can to hide the fact I'm dying in the inside, I truly live each day with dispair, self hatred, sadness, and full of fear. I might be happy at times, but it fades away rapidly and I'm back to my depressed self who would be happy with dying to get away from this hellish world!