Literature
Facade
When things are going wrong,
When everything seems for nothing,
I force myself to
Keep strong
Keep strong.
When I have no one to look to,
When I feel everyone's weights on my shoulders,
I carry on and smile,
Taking all of the heavy items I possibly could take.
I am not a weakling
I am not petite
I can handle the weight
Crushing my bones and spine
Though, like a man in war
Like an ant carrying food
Like a camel carrying people and equipment
Like a human being with emotions
I too have a breaking point
But even once it is reached
Everything is fine
I am okay
I am strong
Crying is not an option
Neither is weakness
I must t