
I've been thinking, what does being strong get you?
I used to smile all the time,
evcen through my toughest times,
even through my worst days,
I smiled, I act happy.
But now, I can't anymore.
I don't think I became weaker,
I think I just sometimes choose to show.
Or, the hurt is too much that even my strength can't cover.
When I used to keep it all inside,
nobody knew what I went through.
So being strong got me nothing,
got me no one.
Now, I just need people to care.
I used to go home, lie on my mother's lap
and cry and talk my heart out until I fell asleep.
I can't do that now.
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MY BESTF SANG ME A SONG.
ONLY FOR MY EARS.
You know what, she's a show stopper! :)))