I'm depending on his answer. 

I'm dying, being eaten from the inside out. 

No one is strong enough, or willing enough to help. So It's just there, isn't it.

Just another thing no one else thinks seriously. 

So because I hold a smile, everyone will think I am okay. Fake.

I thought I could be strong, but now. I don't even know the reason for the sorrow. 

So. Alone. Just sucked back into that state I was in before. Nothing to distract me now. 

Just the pain in my heart everyday, and the tears I hide from everyone. 

No one to love. No one to care. So just put on that mask again. Again.. like before.