She gets up everyday, gathers her pieces, puts them back together, pastes the smile back, tries to bring the twinkle in eyes and gets ready to face the world.
They call her brave, strong, sometimes even practical but they don't know what she goes through to be all of that everyday.
For every smile she fakes during the day,she cries a silent tear at the night. These are the times when she allows herself to feel everything, she lets the tears flow, she lets the feelings overcome her, she removes the mask oof strength she otherwise keeps on and she becomes one with herself.
The pieces break slowly and she drifts away into the darkness only to wake up the next day to gather herself back, paste the smile, brings the twinkle back and gets ready to start the day...
T@nu
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