I sometimes forget how vulnerable I am.
How words can still hurt me.
How angry I can still get when my kindness is being taken for granted.
How upset I can be when people uses every opportunity to step all over me.

Its hard when all I want to do is scream/cry, but I still have to go on like everything's fine.

I wish my heart is made of steel.
But its not. It still hurts from time to time. Like now.