Reaching for More

The world feels distant, like I'm watching through glass. Every sound is

quieter. Every moment slips past. I walk through crowded rooms,

but I'm never seen. A ghost in my own life, stuck in between.

I practice my laughter in the mirror each day, paint courage on my face so

no one asks me to stay. If they only knew how heavy this disguise,

how much effort it takes just to look alive. I wear a

brave smile, stitched tight and neat, hide the cracks beneath my feet,

carry the weight where no one can see, living this life in secrecy.