the mask

im looking at my own picture
short hair, big wide smile, tattoos all over the places
yeah i look okay
yeah i look happy
yeah i look tough
yeah i look bad ass
and yeah as they all say, i look like a “tukang pukul”

but deep inside
im still that old me
the me who is very fragile and easily broken
the me who somehow, still can not get over her broken heart
the me who is still so stupidly believe in love. when yet love must be the most unreliable,fakest thing in the world
the me,.who still cries at night listening to some silly old love songs, and wish someone hold her and say, “dont cry, everything’s gonna be alright”

but anyway,
thats life
in order to live, we should put the mask on,no matter how tired we have been..


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