I believed in hope but I'm suffocating because of my belief

In the breaking of dawn, I sat outside the building where I always think of as a part time shelter. The cold breeze of the morning sends chills through my skin, yet I embrace it because I've missed it so much. I miss to just let go of the masquerade that I wear and just be me. Explore my world without having to hold up those walls that threatens the truth in me. Threatens the real me that I seem to be keeping inside. I'm dying to be home, not only because I miss my family, it's because I miss being me. I miss letting my guard down, I miss to just let my walls down and stop wearing this mask that I've suffered alone.To wear it and knowing nobody notice that it is not me. People judge me for things they don't know, they talk about people, and although I don't fancy those in the old times, I'm force to now because I have to. All I need is to survive today and tomorrow. Though my heart yearns to go back today, I'm force to just breathe the air for just another day. It wouldn't take long but I hope the day passes by unnoticed like the wind passes by without us noticing it most of the time