It’s not always good to communicate,
to say your heart,
to become so vulnerable in front of people. When you don’t,
At least you can walk with your head held high,
At least you have your self-respect,
At least, they cannot mock you for your struggles. But once you do,
You let them see the whole you,
The scars, The sufferings, The insecurities, The vulnerabilities,
And if they don’t understand you,
Or worse,
They don’t care enough,
How shall you feel?