Behind this Facade

Behind this Facade

Who am I? Sometimes that question just pop up out of nowhere in my head.

Am I like her who always smile and bring happiness to her surrounding?

Or am I like him who always at the back of classes doesn’t care what’s happening around him?

When I was sad or upset I have an urges to hurt myself physically.

When I was sad or upset I will hiding behind smiley mask so that no one can see me hurting.

When I do that. It takes more energy and easily get tired.

I am tired of this facade. Sometimes I just want someone to crack up this facade so I can show them how much it hurts.

Really, it is hurt. I am tired.