I saw the look when you walked in the room,
A glance that whispered judgment, sealed in gloom.
You didn’t know the struggles I face each day,
The battles unseen that shape me this way.
I pretended not to hear the words that stung,
The whispers that echoed, too harshly unsung.
But inside, the silence screamed, raw and deep,
A wound too tender for anyone to keep.
You don’t know the reasons that lie beneath,
The parts of me hidden, beyond your belief.
But still, you speak as though you can see,
The things I carry, so deep within me.
I hear your whispers, your blame, your doubt,
You think I don’t understand, but I’m here, no doubt.
I’m not stupid, not broken, not less.
I’m just a soul trying to find my own peace.
And still, you should love me, you should see,
That who I am is a part of me.
I long for your kindness, your heart to be kind,
But it feels like love’s something you’ve left behind.
I carry this hurt, but I wear it in grace,
Hoping one day, you’ll see my true face.
Until then, I’ll hold on, I’ll try to be strong,
Even when I feel like I don’t belong.
But know this, deep down, beyond all the pain,
My love for you will always remain.
No matter the silence, the distance, the strife,
I’ll love you forever, all through my life.