Still pretending to be strong...

I am always thinking

How long can I reload?

How long can you hold?

I am not strong

Who can see the weakness?

I am trying to learn to camouflage

Trying to hang up the fake smile on your face

Maybe because it is too reluctant

Maybe. . .

Not willing to let people see their weak side

Unwilling to be seen by oneself

and so

When it is very painful and sad

But with a careless smile to cover up all the scars

But I heard my heartbreaking voice...

Somewhere in the heart

Still so fragile and unbearable

Everything is just pretending to be strong.

The indifference of appearance is only to cover up the fragility of the heart.

Sometimes I even look at myself as strange.

You see my smile

But can't see my sadness

I can at least be proud of you in front of you.

If you can read my sadness

Then don't cruelly expose my vulnerability.

Let me still pretend to be strong...