making this storm ends tonight

I could swear that I made a single star fall out of the sky for every time I smile. Looking back when I was growing up, I could have sworn that I don’t even know how the hell could I smile. I mean it was too much that I don’t think anyone would make it through so alive like I did. I don’t even think I’m a human being after all. You could just try to break me but I’ll still get up in the mornings with the stars in my pockets that I’ve stolen from the night before.

My life is like a storm with a lot of familiar smiling faces surrounding it and trying to pull me out. Not all of the faces will want to pull me out, they’d like to watch me suffer sometimes. I’m stuck in the storm and always will be. No matter how much I’ve tried, I can always pretend I’m walking in the sun with no storm. If you think you’re happy, you’re happier than you think you are.

For the past year, I swear I didn’t know what hits me. It sure did hit me so hard and sunk me into the bottom. If only my courage wasn’t strong enough, I know I won’t be here. I’m currently swimming back to the top but then, I know there’s something I won’t be expecting to be hit again in the future.

If I didn’t know how to move on and smile, my life will be devastating.