I read this today on sixbillionsecrets.com and almost burst into tears. Whoever you are out there I know how you feel.
I always make sure I ask my friends how they are.
I've listen to them rant. I've listen to them complain about how horrible a day they had.
I've even talked one out of believing he didn't have a purpose in living.
But just once I wish some one would ask me how my day was.
Because the smile I wear grows more and more fake each day
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