Mask is me.
Using mask everyday is such a bothersome for me. Smile, kind, bright, and laughing hard aren’t me at all.
To find the real you, you need to find the one who know all of you. But even when I found it, it has to be disappearing from me.
I get a headache and heartache everyday coz I have to keep smile face of me. I don’t like it, I don’t want it, but I can’t hold it since using that kind of mask has become my habit.
Is it the right thing?
Is it the right me?
You and I have done so many things that came through against us for the last three years. I thought our friendship is kind of untouchable, I thought you think of me as your special friend. But the truth was not as good as fairytale. Three years is too long to us to keep our friendship. You started to become sociable to the others, with your simple minded personality you didn’t even realize you had hurt me so badly. You left me when I needed you the most. Insulted, hurt, wounded, I tried to get one step further from you. I tried as hard as I can to be more reliable, at least a little bit reliable for my own self. I picked to back even further from you, and you didn’t even bother because of it.
Now you and I really have changed. We aren’t more than awkward friends when we’re being together again. That’s one of proves that WE CAN’T AGAINST THE WORLD. No matter how much we struggling, we won’t win against this stupid fucking bastard place named WORLD.
