What do you look forward to, what distances itself from you; you are attached to who, who would be hurt the most.
Not scare
I'm not afraid to stab me with a knife, stab me after I looked back to see who was my intention to treat people; my best friend is not afraid to tell the truth, I'm afraid come back he told others about it as a joke.
Strong enough
Strong, is not facing grief without shedding a tear, but dry your tears and smiling face later in life.