Life as we know it.
''I am happy. I really am." She said in a very very convincing way. Everybody believed her. She was relieved. Was she really happy ? Was that conviction real ? That smile real ? Weren't things way too perfect ? Her smile way too radiant ? Her eyes way too bright ? Wasn't it like she was trying to convince ? Wasn't it a life she was faking ? Was all well? She says she is happy. She behaves in a way that forces everyone to believe that too but there was something , there was something in her eyes that shouted "It is not real". She was never like this. Everybody who knew her knew that she was strong but this strong ? Everybody knew that she was bubbly and talkative but then the way she is behaving is quite contradictory. She wasn't the person who had nothing to tell , nothing to share , nothing to crib or nothing to be happy about. She never overthought and now , there she is , with earphones in her ear , listening to songs and sitting in the cro...