Please

People ask if I'm okay.
Let me put on my mask,
and say yes.
But I'm lying.
I'm not okay.
I'll never be okay.
So many thing are happening,
and I can't keep them straight.
I may space out,
but it's cause I'm thinking.
Stop asking if something is wrong.
Please just stop.
Nothing is wrong.
I'm perfectly fine.
Home isn't any different.
Are you happy?
Put on my mask and lie.
Of course I'm happy.
Listen to my mind scream.
No! No! I'm not!
Stop lying!
Just tell someone!
Please tell someone!
I go to my room,
and listen to music.
Please please I'm begging!
Just tell them!
Please!
Walk around to the closet.
Open to find that piece of clay.
No! Please! Stop!
Over and over again.
Until the skin turns red and marks form.
Please. Please. Just please tell someone.
Stop lying to them and yourself.
Please. I know it's hard.
I place the clay back where it was.
Shut the door and hit my head against it.
Why would they understand?!
How will they understand?!
Tell me!
Please just tell someone.
Shut up! Youre no help!
They won't understand!
Please. Please. Please.
I can't.
With that I slump to the ground,
and softly cry in the dark.
Please. Just tell them.