my world is safe, tranquil, the only place I know I can survive.

I asked you to pretend, as I would play my part well. I asked you to put on a mask, but it appears as if you're not good at it. I acted my way through these days with those fake smiles and with a dust of sorrow, I tried make things seem like the old days.. even when I felt it was impossible. And thus, I asked you to at least, pretend.

Do you know how it feels like? The feeling when you feel so sad and depressed at one moment, something else could make you find your smile again another moment. It is always like that for me, when I smile I tend to make excuses to brush away the reasons for the sadness I felt earlier. But as days pass, and when it repeatedly occurs, I could not take the bullets no more, and I run out of excuses. And whether it is for the best, I realized what I blinded my eyes from all these years.
I am losing my faith in so many people, it hurts.

I feel that tears are not curable anymore and that my heart cannot be broken because it is now hard solid. I asked you to pretend for me, but you didn't even try. No, I'm not being emo or overreacting, I'm just being humane.

I am surrounded by masked personalities, and among those figures, I am one of them.