The story of me

Dear Diary,

I have seen myself broken at night,

But standing straight in the morning with a smile very bright.

Crying my heart out with a never-ending frown and a never- coming smile,

While grinning and laughing the next day with the crowd.

I have seen and gone through the phase which I didn't want and would never choose,

But still I am here trying to fight my Sins in this world full of fools.

Love,

Ann