That feeling

Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane,
So I've kept to myself
Until I realized I need help.
Even the weekends seem to be a chore.
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out the door.
Wanting to run away,
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone.
I cry all the time now.
I used to think I was strong.
Now it's a struggle just to hold on.
To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking me if I'm okay.
But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could.
Just one hug is all I need.
Just one person that cares is all I plead.
And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away.