I keep trying to learn more
I want to understand myself better
I'm alone at the end of the day
No one else will put in the same effort as me.

I laugh in places I want to cry,
Hold it in, and pass it by.
To them, I’m calm — a steady line,
But deep inside, I’m almost fine.

Maybe I’m just overthinking,
But it feels like a race I didn’t start.
Every move I make,
You echo—
Not with me,
But right beside.
You question my ways,
But offer no better ones.

It’s not a big deal,
But it builds.
And sometimes,
The way your eyes follow what mine do...
Makes me pause.

Maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe it’s nothing.
But still,
It weighs on me.

Your eyes

Look like stars

When you cry


Your tears,

Are like meteorites

Flashing by your cheeks



Oh how pretty you are—
When you cry….


My little star-tear eyes