it is free

In every smile that one's face partakes, there is a child inside it, weeping.



Let's face it: pretension is something that a human person dreads of accepting and admitting but nonetheless is innate. To even smile for the faintest reason is still pretending, what more if the reason behind each smile hurt you more and more?



We cannot deny this fact. Because the more that we deny, the more we pretend. And the more that we pretend, the more that we see the world as a perfect residue of the intolerable sweat and blood of each and every tear that falls from our soul. In fact, we tend to do this too much that we avoid the issue of insecurity, hurt and grief and make it into a joke. We maximize our time to take our minds off negative auras and conceal our faces with transparent plastics. And what's the cruelest position that we partake after this? It is when we forget to take our masks off; that we subdue what is real and take part of what is "supposed to be".



And so the list of pretensions go on, the harder the shell's going to be. The more that we become invulnerable, the more that we become numb. Yes, yes, we all think that this really is the fun and most endearing part of angst. But this is what we think, what about what we feel? Little by little, he eats the true feelings, he replaces it with remorse, thinking now becomes a substitute for all the pain killers and alcohol that one can even dream of taking. You become dependent to it, never leaving its side.



Get this: there is more to life than just thinking. Einstein also knew how to feel.



And when you "think" that everything's okay and your perfect little checklist is complete, you hear this sound that suddenly led out the fear in you. Your senses become alive and your eyes, wide open.



Your shell suddenly had a crack.



As you try on every damn thing to repair the damage, it just makes it worse. The once crack is now a hole and sooner or later you will realize that this minor detail that you forgot to check on the bottom of your checklist had started it all: to love completely.



What am I trying to say? There are things in life that do not need pretending. You get hurt, you get abused, you get ashamed, and you lie. But these things do not make you less of a person but in fact makes you a better one. Why? It's because as each and every one of us feels these things, there are a billion other people who feel the same way.



You are not alone.



It is indeed easier if you cracked your own shell. And it would make you feel better to use the smile as a tool to share warmth and security, not irony and paradox. Use your map and find the most wonderful treasure of all time: happiness.



It's free.