I’m tired, burnt out from life.

I’m the strong one, the one that has to keep up the facade, the lies. No one ever asks me how i’m doing, and when they do they always believe the simple “i’m fine.”

But the strength that the world sees, it’s not real.

I’m not really sure how i’ve managed to keep it up for so long but now I just want to break down and cry.

Cry for nothing and yet cry for everything. Once that’s done i’ll start over again. its just too bad that i’ve been playing this role for so long that I’ve begun to believe my own lie.

I know how to breakdown completely, but i just can’t let go long enough to let it happen.

And like everything else, i’m going to be strong and not let this get me down… because that’s what I do.