Teenagers

ㅤSometimes yes, I'm happy. When I'm with my friends, throwing my head back and covering my mouth as cry from laughter at a joke someone made, or my friends doing something absolutely stupid. But day always turns to night. And my carefree smile and laugh turns into an unexplainable sadness. I lay in bed, thinking about everything I wish I could say, all the things I'm too afraid to admit even to myself. I think about everything wrong with my life when I'm not distracted by what's around me. I think about the constant over lapping family problems. The people I've lost. The small amount of people I have left. How everything good that happens never works out. Nights like this l realize, I'm happy and sad. Outgoing and shy. Annoying but caring. But mostly, at this point. I'm empty.