Shattered to pieces
Broken to the most profound part of my heart
But then I smile and laugh
One day I cried and I sobbed as if there's no other day tomorrow
Then I still went out from my room being okay and bubbly;
asking my mom "Mom what are you doing? What are we having for dinner?"
Those questions decorated with smile on my face and lovely voice tone.
When I was hurted by a song in the car just to tilt my head while saying, "Woah seems like it was raining heavily Pop."
And I held back all the tears.
There I go, wearing thousands of layers I never meant to.
If it's too painful I'd better keep it to myself.
Just to my own soul.
Just to someone in my head or in the mirror whom I can talk to for hours without judging me, without making me feel like I was less, like I always make mistakes.