Fake

We are always told to try, to just do it...

Put that smile on your face when you'd rather frown, or cry...
Laugh when you'd be happier to let out a scream...
Get up when you'd prefer to snuggle deeper into those blankets...

The act of faking it, pushing forward when you'd love to just give in and fall flat.

Do they know that the darkness envelops you even more when you pretend to feel those things that just aren't there? It doesn't help the "happier" emotion overcome you, it doesn't turn the lights on at the end of the tunnel. It makes you feel even more alone than you did before. It leaves you wondering...why should I have to pretend?..why do I not feel it from within?...don't they understand?

It seems to make more sense to go with the present emotion, feel it, succumb to it. To work through the pain and anger in your own time and manner.

It is not real if you are forcing yourself to do it. It doesn't make it true. It has to come from deep inside, and you just cannot make something be through the decieving act of FAKING IT.