I am sitting all alone here.

with some unbearable traumas and their pain that I Can't even share.

And thinking how much broken and lonely I am.

yes, as you can see everyone is still standing hard but they are here just for condemn.

Every single day, to hide my scared face I put up a smiling mask.

I handle that carefully throughout the day till comes the dusk.

When the night appears those burdens start to unfold and again covers me with it's dirt.

Remind me how sufferings had damaged and tormented my naive heart.

Eventually I found myself lossing in the silence of the night.

Not really...