I’m a Pretender…

I can pretend that I’m strong from the outside…
But I’m actually afraid…

I can pretend that I don’t care about things…
But I’m actually care about a lot of things…

I can pretend that I’m happy go lucky…
But I’m actually confused…

I can pretend that I don’t miss somebody…
But I’m actually missing somebody…

I’m a pretender.. What is life without pretending something that you want or like or dying to be?