Sometimes even the strongest ones fall to their knees.
Broken. Hurting.
Unable to rise to their feet from the weight of everything.
Sometimes the strongest just need to be held.
Sometimes they just want someone to be there for them.
But they don't always want to ask.
Don't want to be a burden. Least of all to those they care for.
So they break.
They fall.
But they rebuild their crumbling foundations so they can hold up everyone else.
Put a smile on your mask. Hold it up. Keep it together.
Don't let them know how much it hurts.
It's okay, dark comes again, the tears can fall in the lonely hours. The moon keeping them away in a safe between the two of you.
Morning comes, no one the wiser.
Smile again. Hold it together.
Paint your pretty face on.
