Can you see me?

I have been amazed how people go around and think that you have it all together, but yet they don't understand what you're carrying around in the inside. People go to church Sunday after Sunday wearing the same mask. A face of lies and listening to the sermon being preached and thinking to themselves is it hope for me? I know all about that very well because I too wore a face of flint; carrying myself with integrity, upright, and a smile but yet I was bleeding on the inside from the pain, holding it all together so those so close couldn't see. Sometimes, you have to go outside your element into a new environment and seek freedom and wholeness.