You walk around with a big Kool-Aid smile making sure that everything looks alright to the outside world. You think you are hiding because you were taught to be strong when sometimes being strong is being weak.
You are weak because you are not being real with yourself. Everything from the outside looks perfect when perfection seldom, exist.
Smiling and grinning when all Hell is falling around you. Scared to look anything but perfect is your cross to bear. Everyone knows your secret and the jig is up.
Smiling and grinning when all Hell is falling around you. Scared to look anything but perfect is your cross to bear. Everyone knows your secret and the jig is up.
Scared to fail, scared to shed a tear in public when your heart has been broken numerous times. You imprisoned yourself without a sentence because you have been in jail since forever.
I don't know why you put all this pressure on yourself because you are loved. You are loved by the people you are trying to impress. These are the people who were willing to hold your head and your hand when you cried. They were here all the time.
I don't know why you put all this pressure on yourself because you are loved. You are loved by the people you are trying to impress. These are the people who were willing to hold your head and your hand when you cried. They were here all the time.
You didn't trust them because of the way you felt about yourself. It is okay to be vulnerable because we all have. Secrets and lies result in brokenness and pain.
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