Smile Outside Dying Inside

Every humans are good at hiding feelings and good at lying.

Smiling even though it's actually just pretending.

Laughing despite the fragile heart.

Said "I'm cured", even though still sick.

And "I can do that", even though in deep heart can't do that and can't stand it.

Feel happy, even though she was very sorrow.

Vent anger, in the heart is very sad.


And many more..



Many people who want to listen to complaints about the lives of others, but they only hear, can't feel.

I also feel, other people's lives have been much harder, I do not want to add to their burden.

Let me keep smiling outside and dying inside.

Who knows?

Life is like a book

Life is like a book, to reach the ending, you have to go through the previous pages.

Each new page, tells a story of sadness, pleasure or anger..

But, can we skip the chapter that we don't want to read?

Don't we never know what the whole book means?

I always hope that every page in my life is beautiful,

but it turns out that all-beautiful life does not exist.

There are only two possibilities in a book,

First is a happy ending story and the second is a sad ending story.

Like the story of Cinderella, in the pages before she gets a happy ending is through various difficulties and pain..

If we don't read the painful page, maybe we won't feel the fantasy of the story.

How about life? isn't life's journey not like a fairy tale?