Every single day, I have to hide behind this mask. I feel so fake, but I cannot show my emotions. I must be happy all the time. Truth is, behind my smile, I am dying inside. I cannot simply open up my feelings to anyone because I feel like no one on this earth understands. And it is hard to explain in words the things I go through. I try to be nice to everyone but sometimes my rope snaps. I just sit there, unable to say or do anything. The only time when I really let go is home in my room alone. I sit on my bed every night and cry myself to sleep.