Its really hard to pretend that u r happy whn u r breaking down inside,but believe me it hurts much more whn u r surounded wit ppl u care...who r so happy tat u r forced to smile ,to be happy .....whn actually u r a wreck deep inside...its tat moment, whn all u want... is just cry ur heart inside out but bcz u dont want to spoil it for the rest.... u just play along...actually whn u do so more than the pain... u die a little inside ,there is a part of u who wants to run away from the crowd, find someplace whr u could actually find peace from all dis maddness and pour ur heart out..
actually the fact is that ppl around u become so preoccupied then that they fail to see the burning pain deep inside u ...or maybe u mask it so well that they fail to notice,but whtever it is .....i feel it is one of those scary moments in life u never ever want to come across again,its so painful that u find it difficult or rather impossible to hold it all together...
Eventhough the pain created by that wound is so penetrating...all one could do is just stand der still watching ..while de rest of the world is in motion...,u feel that suddenly everything around u came to a standstill , and u remain der just standing...helpless,abandoned.. all alone as a child lost in the crowd...but still is expected to act normal to the rest of de world...all u urge for is to become totally invisible so that u could just flee away...so far away from everything,everyone..even though u know u wont be able to do so...
finally, as time pass by we gradually become totally clueless that, even though we can feel the intensity of the pain piercing deep inside ,we just stand der still just like a vegetable.... as if in comatose waiting for all of it to get over...........
