"I'm not angry at you. I was hurt and felt betrayed. But never angry." She breathed through her mouth for she felt her heart does not produce enough oxygen, she's having a hard time breathing.
The wall of her emotion is like a cracked wall that sprouts all the ugly thoughts that she had kept locked and hidden for she was scared to be hated.
She is standing on the colossal wall of her emotions being hold in place with old vines creeping from each and every crack and nook, -- that is now falling apart.
'How much anger, fear, insecurities, and pain had she shoved in those walls through the years?' she asked herself in wonder. She successfully kept them in place while she stood up proudly, smiling and keeping a bubbly appearance while her thoughts are frozen in the dark.
Now she is being forced to admit the part of her nobody loves.
