As time flies, we discover our weaknesses. Realising it bit by bit, day by day. Some choose to hide it with their very best, some don't. Certain people deny the facts when the weaknesses have been pointed out and cover it with everything they have. It's rather fake, really. Remembering a friend shared his past, telling how hot-tempered he was but it's all over now. As if it is no longer something to be ashamed of, but to be proud of. This is what we called, bravery.
