Confession #1: You don’t know how i feel.

i keep things bottled up inside and i rarely let you know my true feelings right when i feel them. When i’m devastated, i put on a happy face and no one ever knows. I hide my problems until they explode and the world comes crashing down on me. The happy me, is only truly happy some of the time. sometimes its just a show, but what am i gonna do? wear my heart on my sleeve? i don’t think so, i don’t need your pity.