I am titanuim.

I am sitting in front of my work desk. And I am trying not to cry.

I know too much, I've heard too much and I've seen enough.

I don't know how to be strong for so many people. I feel myself cracking because of my own problems. I am trying my best to deal with everything but I can't.

I can't cry because I just can't.

I wish you were here. I need you to tell me if everything is going to be okay when it is not. I don't care if you're lying. I just want you here.