SD-VII

Like everybody else, I lie and try to cover up my faults. I pretend that the consequences of my mistakes don’t bother me. Carefree and in good spirit, I try my best to cover up.But I have to pay a heavy price to keep me to myself; especially when, a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear and warm words from the heart are all that I am craving for.So only I know how every mistake I make wounds my heart. Only I know how every failure erodes my confidence, my self-esteem.Yet I try to smile and keep the tears from running away…I have learnt to build walls around my heart and hide my pain.I continue working even when I am most tiredI choose silence when I most want to talk.I smile when I most want to cry.I guess I am a changed person or perhaps this is what they call, growing up…