sometimes i wonder if we are all frail on the inside and hard on the outside..

we seem to pretend that we are good at things, that we can cope, that we believe and we trust.. but day in and day out, we question ourselves, we wonder if we are that strong, that we are able to pull through the day...

i used to feel that i was an empty egg shell, that if i were cracked, there is nothing inside. nothing of substance.. so i try and try to fill it up... i have been working very hard, bit by bit, step by step.. it was an arduous journey.. but now, i feel that i can tell ppl i am of some substance.. that i am not empty.. that, even if i crack, i had something to show inside, that i am not nothing..

i hope.. one day... i can help others do the same.. to find themselves... to believe in them..