sadder

but I still have saturdays when I get to be the real me.
on weekdays, 
i spend a third of the day pretending to be happy
even though i don’t mean to.
it’s a reflex i developed
due to being weak.
a habit i absolutely despise
to smile all day just to come home and cry
while begging someone to notice
yet i hide it all the time.
what a waste of my life.
so saturdays are my happy days
because i don’t have to lie.

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