i’m tired of wearing this mask. trying to fool whoever asks of my disposition.
if you’d ask why i have to do this, i would say straight to your face that i am doing this because i want to show them how strong i am. i want to tell you and them that i know how to handle myself, my issues, my problems.
i am doing this because i want to prove to you that i can be man enough to face the wrecking ball of depression and desolation that would crumble me to pieces. i want you to see how i’m keeping myself together. how i’m holding on to the people around me and myself.
i am on the verge of breaking down, i am at the point of turning into one depressed soul.
i’m tired, but i wanted to keep this within me. i have to.