Dear Diary,


Before this,
When I'm sad I am still able to fake a smile in front of other people.
Or at least for myself to convince me that I am fine.
But,
I did not know since when,
I have lost the power for even having a fake smile for myself.
And trying to convince myself that all this is going to be fine.
I'm not sure if I could find back the old me,
The girl who is happy and cheerful all the time.
I miss my smile,
I miss the cheerful me,
I miss the carefree me,
I miss my laughter,
I miss the old me...


Good night.