A day full of dull moments, but the skies bring happiness, calmness, and maybe a moment of courage in me. The sounds of silence can be louder. I'm not scared to face anyone but myself… the day I saw myself broken, the day I talked about my worst moments, or the times "I could have died" to myself.I won't be able to stop crying, or maybe I will die from the inside. The fear of crying in front of the wrong people is scarier than crying. I fear being vulnerable in front of the wrong people that don't deserve that side of mine. I fear being the one people pity.