Broken but living, she is drowning yet breathing. Held together by the golden glue of the past. But broken in the first place due to the facts. She couldnt handle the truth that was built around her life. The secrets, the hiding, and the lying. She believed it all, and that was her first mistake. Loving and trusting the one that held her so tight, but not willing to fight. If you look on the outside, she looks fine, but within is where all the true colors show, slowely cracking deeper until theres no more to crack. Until then, she will be walking with a smile on her face, she will be walking standing tall and standing strong.