You’ve seen me smiling as bright as the sunshine, not resting my face between my knees for hours on end. You’ve heard me speaking the truth when it was my mistake, not lying when the fault wasn’t mine. You’ve seen the use of bold and bright colours in my paintings, not the shades of black in my soul. You’ve seen the always-elated me, not the gloomy me. You’ve lived the frolic moments with me, not the terrifying nightmares that grow every day within me. You’ve heard the random words I spoke, not seen the love for you in my eyes. You know my name, not my story... #untoldstory #yqbaba #scratched_stories #tiredness
