I Care, But They don't

I am always thought of as the happy, go lucky, crazy pony. Basically a long lost sister of Pinkie Pie. Every pony thinks that I am every pony's friend, that I bounce around, and don't need any 1 stable friend, because I have every pony!

Do they not think I have feelings?! That every day I am dying, over and over? Apparently, every pony is either so blind, they can't see beyond their 2 front hooves, or maybe they don't know how to interact. They might even see my pain, but choose to ignore it. I feel so alone.

I keep telling myself everything will be fine. That I will be fine because I'm strong. I have to be. I only cry for others, not for myself. At least only when I am seen. I am two ponies. The one that every pony sees, and the one only I know. It's tough, believe me. I only do what I have to.

I use my experiences to guide others, my pain to help me not let others go through what I've gone through. It seems though, I can help every pony else. You know with all their problems, worries, and cares. I carry their burdens, mourn with them even if they don't know it. When they are drowning, so am I. And when they move on, I try to, but I guess that is something I have a harder time doing.

It always seems, no matter what; I can help others, but I can never help myself.

I have gone through so much, and I bet I am not the only one. Perhaps though, I can't understand, no matter how hard I try. I would bet that every single pony reading this, and more, are all hiding something.

Now, some might be hiding a secret crush or relationship, maybe a talent, others could be a dream or plan, and many more could be hiding pain in some way. Whether it is a crappy life, an embarrassment or shame, a broken relationship, heartbreak, drugs, or something similar to something I'm going through.

This is just my problem, and I hope that any pony else will fair better than I did.