When I see everyone else laughing and having fun, couples talking and holding hands, I feel so alone. Set apart from the world. Am I invisible? Does anyone know I'm here? Even with someone next to me I know it's fleeting. Someday it will end, too. Sure the facade I carry out is a great one. Big smile in place everyday. What a great mask it is. I think it may be crumbling away or I just don't care to carry it out anymore. What are you supposed to do when the past was so good it seems like someone else's life, the present has moments of happiness spread so thin that you daydream about them, and the future looks so bleak you don't care to see it?