You've only seen what I allow you to see.
Filtered and remains the good side of me.

I've always been a vessel of hope.
But a part of me wishes to break free.
The part I don't want anyone to see.

I am not complaining.
In fact I never once complained.
I know I am loved. I know I am lucky.
It's just, sometimes, I get really really sad.

Stop this sadness, she said.
But right now can I just cower in darkness?
Tonight, let me be weak.
Let me lose hope.
Let me break down.

It won't take an hour, I promise.
Just leave me alone... for tonight.