That I'm not as strong as I pretend to be. I'm 13 years old and hiding behind layers. I am so confused and hurt that I don't know what to do. I pretend to be OK. That's the standard everyone's living with, right? When they ask "How are you?" it's expected that you answer 'fine'. I'm not fine. I'm a lonely and lost wanderer, with barely a glimpse at the path I am to follow. I feel like I am drowning. I want to talk to my friends, but I don't want to burden them. We're all going through things. But I need closure. I need a relief from this burden. I confess that I try to cry every night, but the tears don't come. I confess that I'm worried that I'll stop feeling things and become emotionless. I confess that I'm afraid of everyone's judgment, even though I act like I'm a one girl army. I am alone, and there's only darkness to comfort me. Please show me the light.