Friday, 26 July 2013

I am the master at hiding tears.

I can't really hide it when I'm happy. My smile goes beyond my face and just gives me away to anyone who looks at me. "Wow, why are you so happy?" "Hey, whats with the smile?" or they just smile back. I like days like that. I'm proud of my smile, and of my inability of hiding it. It's good to spread joy to the world. But when it comes to tears, I am the perfect person to hide them. I could be crying my eyes out, if someone walks in the room I can just dry them out on my pillow, turn around smiling and just say 'hey, how're you doing?'. I can just press 'stop', and the tears stop. It takes someone who really knows me to check is something is wrong. And even they don't notice. Not most of the time, anyway. It's not like I cry a lot. But when I do, I hate letting anyone see it. I guess lots of people are like that. We hide our weakness, and tears just mean your feeling something so strongely, your body just had to let it out some way. I can go from a deep frown and a fucked-up cry face to a shiny smiley face in no time. Of course make-up helps a lot. But yeah. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe it's both.

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