i don't know what to think. i don't know what to feel. i'm here at the middle, unable to decide. unable to climb up coz i don't know if i wanted to fall.
i guess i'm still afraid. i guess there's still unresolved items that i just buried deep down, without facing. i still think about the pain. i've kept the walls high enough so no one could enter.
i felt like a coward, hiding inside my own self. afraid to show what i feel. afraid to show my weakness. i feel strong with each of my masks. i have strength with each mask hiding my being full of bruises and wounds...
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