Waking up from a pain in my chest. Is it my heart? How can it be my heart? Is my heart still feeling anything after so many disappointments and pain. How can it be still alive? How can it still feel anything. Maybe my heart is strong. Does it mean I am strong? Am I strong? I dont feel strong. I feel low. I feel alone. I feel coldness and tiredness. I am tired of waking up everyday with this pain. With this emptyness. I am tired of telling myself everyday to keep this smile one till you go to bed. Till you get the chance to cry finally. I have to put on this fake smile. I cant let anybody know this pain inside my chest. This day is finally over. I am still alive. But it wouldnt make any difference being dead because i am already dead from the inside. Its only my body which keeps me alive not my soul.
