They say "I am living the dream." Having a loving grandparents, abroad parents, becoming the campus president, and graduating as the class valedictorian. I guess achieving those things coins such impression right? I get that they think my life is all rainbows and butterflies. But what if it's only a facade to cover all the misfortunes I wanted to conceal in my life. What if all the smiles I show says otherwise about what I truly feel. What if I do not have any choice but to deal with the words and praises they give because that's the only thing that keeps me going. Am I to blame? If the only thing I want in life is to have someone who wants to listens and fuels me with things I want to hear in order to wash away all the words I can't unhear.