Things that I'm not:
Monday, May 9, 2011 @ 6:48 PM

I'm not strong as I would like to be. People talk about how strong I am for my boldness, but I am nothing close to strong. Behind this mask of mine hides numerous encounters of suffering. You have no idea how many times I've struggled and faltered. I'm not strong, and if anything, I am weak. I've cried and I've broken into a million pieces. Some pieces become missing, and they're nowhere to be found. It's unrecoverable and that's how it'll have to stay forever. The hardships I've been through are unimaginable. I've given into temptations and I can never seem to make the right decision the first time I try. I may seem perfectly fine on the outside, but inside, I'm bruised and damaged. I look strong, but I certainly don't feel strong at all. Really, I'm a broken person.

Having strength is like being placed in first place. When you're #1, you either struggle to stay up, or you go down.