Hi its me,
the carapace of a person who was once content and happy-go-lucky.
Now i'm a person who every second has to look over their shoulder to feel safe, afraid that if i don't,
my demons might catch up to me in the dark.
Who doesn't grin as much as she should. who has to fake a grin to make sure everyone around doesn't suspect that she's not joyous.
She hopes for a miracle to make her who she once was.