Fake smiles. Fake laughter. Fake personality. This defines who I am. But somehow along the way, I started to forget what I really enjoy, even the simplest things. I harden myself to be what everyone else expects me to be. A different hairstyle, new color contacts, and I'm a clean new slate again. But what if, I don't want to have a different identity. What if I want to fall in love, have true friends, enjoy true smiles and laughs with all those around me? But I can't. I would never. Because I know, I would destroy them when they learn the truth.