“Why so quiet?
they ask
when your thoughts feel too heavy to hold.
“It’s not that deep,”
they say
when you finally find the courage to speak.
“Smile more,”
they laugh,
while your heart quietly breaks.
“Why so happy?”
they question
on a rare day the sun reaches you.
No matter the volume of your voice,
no matter the shape of your face,
no matter the way you exist,
it’s never quite right
for someone.
And still,
the world keeps watching,
keeps weighing,
keeps judging.
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 10:58 PM UTC
“Why so quiet?
they ask
when your thoughts feel too heavy to hold.
“It’s not that deep,”
they say
when you finally find the courage to speak.
“Smile more,”
they laugh,
while your heart quietly breaks.
“Why so happy?”
they question
on a rare day the sun reaches you.
No matter the volume of your voice,
no matter the shape of your face,
no matter the way you exist,
it’s never quite right
for someone.
And still,
the world keeps watching,
keeps weighing,
keeps judging.