Sigh

I find it sweet

How I ran to my sister

When every little good thing comes my way

But since I only share the good

When am having tonnes of bad

I have nothing to share

I hide the pain

The grief

All negatives

To myself

Because I love seeing my loved ones happy

Not sad

But they see it as me pushing them away

How do I tell them I don't hate them?

That I still love them?

That I just want to be alone and lick my wounds

I just hope they can understand