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There are days when I smile like everything is fine, and no one notices that the smile is just a poorly placed bandage over something bleeding. I talk, I answer, I keep going… I do what’s expected of me, as if being strong was an obligation and not a weight. No one sees the tiredness that never sleeps, the sadness that never cries, the words I keep inside so I don’t make anyone uncomfortable. Because yes… I’m tired of being the one who handles everything, the one who understands, the one who is always there. But… who is there when I can’t be? The world keeps moving, like nothing happened, while I learn how to fall in silence. And the saddest part isn’t falling… it’s realizing no one was watching.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 7:28 AM UTC
No One Says It, But It Hurts
There are days when I smile like everything is fine, and no one notices that the smile is just a poorly placed bandage over something bleeding. I talk, I answer, I keep going… I do what’s expected of me, as if being strong was an obligation and not a weight. No one sees the tiredness that never sleeps, the sadness that never cries, the words I keep inside so I don’t make anyone uncomfortable. Because yes… I’m tired of being the one who handles everything, the one who understands, the one who is always there. But… who is there when I can’t be? The world keeps moving, like nothing happened, while I learn how to fall in silence. And the saddest part isn’t falling… it’s realizing no one was watching.
A deeply emotional poem about hidden pain behind a forced smile. It explores the quiet exhaustion of always being strong, the loneliness of carrying everything alone, and the realization that no one notices when you’re falling apart inside.
Newgirldark
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 7:28 AM UTC
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