Who am I exactly? This is a question I recently asked myself.
I pretend to act tough but as soon as the crowd is gone, I break down.
Daily trying to motivate myself to get out bed and do something meaningful, knowing full well that I was burned out and tired.
I stand and look in the mirror watching the tears run down my face because I've convinced myself that I'm not good enough. Comparing myself to others because they look so care free and happy.
I hide my emotions, put on fake smile and go about my day as usual motivating others to forget about the bad things in life and focus on the good. I am living a lie.
So who exactly am I? Because as far as I can I see I'm pretending to be someone I'm not, but it makes everyone happy so why stop.