She lived her life hidden. No one knew her story. There cardboard masks of all the people she has been. Cheap meaningless imitations of something she never wanted to be. Her rusted, worn out miseries were buried deep within her soul, never to be revealed. But once she found her inner strength, she had the courage to come out of the shadows that consumed her for so long. She was finally seen and heard. It was a glorious feeling to bask in the delicate comfort of one's own happiness. |