a poem i did plz read this i knw i ask 4 alot but plz

When I laugh it seems like im just covering so people can't hear me scream on the inside sometimes I think I might be broken and wonder if I can scream so people get that what I want is for people to do things with me sometimes my mind tells me that is what I need not help like I'm getting I cry and get hurt more then I laugh most of the time its hard for me to laugh I mean really laugh and mean it on the inside I know im not alone but I feel alone now more then every when people want to help me now and when I tried to say help it was like I couldn't get myself to say it and now they want to help me its like my mind says its to late for me to get the help I wanted before and now I don't want it but people want to give it I'm confused most of the time I feel as that my mind hurting is something that I'm ment to have and that crying is something my mind feels well help me in ways but it don't just like the people that try