When the Sun Goes Down

The sun has gone down again. I’m left alone with my thoughts and myself. My fancy car is parked away and my expensive clothes mean nothing now. It’s as if the world is laughing at me. I have worn a smile on my face throughout the day, yet I have not managed to deceive myself. My job title does wonders during the day but as soon as the sun sets I’m a nobody. My million dollar fake smile is gone and all that is left of me does not exist. I look straight into my eyes and still I cannot admit how unhappy I am. My worldly portrait has chipped away pieces of the true me. I smile and switch off the lights. I have sold my sanity and I’m still gonna do it before the sun sets.


  1. I still like ur short story. Nice.

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