Sometimes

Sometimes the most broken are the most willing to help you.

Sometimes the most happy are the ones who cry themselves to sleep.

Sometimes the most outgoing feel the loneliest.

Sometimes the ones who are fearless are afraid to talk about their feelings.

Sometimes the ones who help are the ones who are scarred themselves.

Sometimes we lie because we are afraid of a result of the truth.

Sometimes we smile the most when we are hiding a broken life.