Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I'm going insane,

I feel like I'm just part of a game,

People see me for someone Im not,

I feel like I put on a fake smile alot,

I want to cry, I want to shed tears,

I want to show people my fears,

But I can't because people wouldn't care,

Its like Im never even there,

Who am I and where do I stand,

Am I just another elastic band,

Used and needed,

In demand.