Have you ever just been so tired of holding up the mask you wear? The one your have made over the years so people don’t see the real you in fear that they would tear you to shreds all over again. I don’t know how much longer I can hold onto the fascade. Somewhere along the way I lost myself. I became only bits and pieces of those who I admire. I don’t know what makes me unique anymore. I tell sarcastic jokes and pretend things don’t phase me so people think I am a bad a**. But in reality; I am just a shy, sensitive, little girl. I care too much what other people think about me. I am constantly glancing over my shoulder to see who is watching. Every time I leave a room I swear that everyone begins to talk bad about me. I am beyond insecure. I just don’t love myself so how can I expect anyone to do the same? I don’t even know where to begin to change it all..