why

Is it tough to be who we are?Like being honest, naked, and no posturing?Why do we have to wear a mask?We fake ourselves when in real, we are broken, hollow, or burnt?Who are we showcasing this brave face of ours?Why do we do this?Why do we act like this?

why

Why do we have to find a reason behind everything? Why can’t we let things rest as it is? The constant questioning is not worthy. Why do we have to postmortem everything happening to our life: good/bad? Leaving past behind and focusing on now does better. Why did this happen to me? Why are they …

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