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Introduction: My first blog and why I made it

Hi, I'm Denise, at this moment of writing (2014), 19 years of age. I've been writing officially (I call it official since I became part of the school publication) since I was in 6th grade.


This is my "first" blog. First being in double quotation marks because even before this, I had done one, but I don't think it was ever really published, more like a blog only for my eyes. I don't even know what happened to it. Anyway, here in this blog I will be posting all my poems, quotations, short stories, maybe even my novelettes, anything that floats my boat. I will also include my letterings, maybe some sketches or stuff. Everything related to the pen that I can think of. :)


I started this blog, as suggested by my friends because they knew that I love to write. Well, I considered it, and thought it might be a good idea. Since I wanted to keep a close copy of all my works. I even wrote them in a small notebook that I usually bring with me, but still, having a copy on the worldwide web would be good too. I also think that it would be nice to share my works with other people. I write to express my feelings, and I think that there would be people out there who could relate to the things I write about, maybe even help them or provide some insight. I know that at the moment, most topics seem to be about love, unrequited at that, but I will endeavor to post other writings about different topics. I will work to post all my works from the past up to my present ones, and hopefully, those of you reading will find some that you could connect to. Hope you all enjoy the things in this blog. Thanks for reading! :)

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The Tears Behind the Smiles

Behind every smile I project are the tears that have been waiting to fall ever since.

In this generation, a genuine smile would hardly be seen among the youth, because each smile that we fake prefigures the pain that we’ve gone through and the tears that we hold back.

So why do we fake our smiles when we can just cry out our pain?
Because some things are hard to understand, and SMILING when we’re hurt is the easiest way to say, “I’m tired of explaining.”

We choose to smile even though it hurts. We want to cry but we can’t because we want to show that we can manage. Everyone has problems, but not everyone has a shoulder to cry on. Not everyone has a person to run to. We all get hurt, but we don’t always show it. Why? Because we know that not everyone can understand the reason why. So when there’s no one to understand us but ourselves, the only thing we can do is to hide the tears we ought to shed.

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