Why is it that sometimes we build up walls around us? We give the world this shield, that nothing can penetrate , we are fast to defend ourselves and act like everything is always so perfect with us.
But inside we are just as broken as the rest or more, we are as vulnerable as them or more. We are bleeding and crying yet no one can hear us because our walls are too thick.
We wake up everyday and put on the same mask, practice our lines and walk out the door and begin the show. One more day, one more night acting in this play that is called life.
Then one day the unexpected happen you meet someone that brings your walls down, makes you realize that being vulnerable is fine, that sheding tears is of humans and that to get hurt is part of life, they teach us that we dont always have to be perfect that imperfection is beauty.
We stand in front of the mirror, take off the make up, take off the mask, throw our lines away and bring the curtains down. The show is now over.
Our life has just begun.
