Why do you wear this mask all the time? I see right through you, and know you aren't fine. Fake happiness is all you show. People brought you down as low as you could go. I know you are looking in that mirror with no smile on your face. You feel so ashamed, and believe you're a disgrace. What happened in the past isn't here anymore. So why don't you take the next step, and open that door. It's filled with light and sweet hope that you've never had. Take its hand and you will finally see, life isn't all that bad.