You are the cheerer,
The happy person,
The bubbly one.
You always make them laugh.
Sometimes it is too much.
Sometimes it is just enough.
They think you are strong.
It is because you never cry.
It is because you make everything fine.
But they didn't know what you really feel.
You don't even dare to spill.
Because you don't want them to know what is real.
Somehow, it makes you satisfied.
But sometimes, you feel the urge to make it slide
So they can know what you are feeling inside.
You are keeping it until now.
You're hoping that one day, you'll just let it out.
And that time, you can breathe out.
But not now, since they thought everything is fine.
After all, you are the one who is making them fine.