Do I always don an armour?
Do I always look so happy, that no one expects me to be troubled?
Do I look like I can take all the stress in the world?
Do I look like I am so able to take care of myself that I don’t need the care and concern from loved ones?

Why am I not able to dispose of the mask I wear?
Why am I so afraid to show my vulnerability?
Why do I picture myself to be so strong?
Why do I not admit how I feel……?
Why can’t I be truthful to ppl closest to me? In the past, and now….