" Why can't I be just like you, always happy and smiling." she said.
It's hard to be like me. It's hard to hide all the weaknesses. It's hard to hide all the pain. It's hard to scream but no one hears you. It's hard to be the one that is replaced just because you are not good enough. It's hard to pretend that everything is okay even if it pulverized you soul into tiny pieces. It's hard to have a mouth but can't speak for the wrong that you see so you'll remain silent. It's hard that every day that you wake up is an another day of disappointment and overthinking. It's hard that you got no one even though you are always there for others. It's hard to smile even if the whole universe rest on your shoulders.
I want to say all of that but all that I managed to say are:
" You'll not want to." and then smile.
