Truth vs. Façade

Truth vs. Façade 

There is a world that looks free,

but lives in fear.

A world that smiles,

but never feels.

That speaks of light,

but hides from truth.

That pretends to be whole,

while building its worth

on appearances, performance,

and silent frustration.

I see it.

I feel it.

And I no longer wish to belong.

Because I came to remember.

Not to blend in.

Not to be liked.

But to be true.

To walk a path where feeling is not weakness,

but wisdom.

Where presence is not passive,

but powerful.

Where life is not a show,

but a sacred echo of who I really am.

Let the façades crumble.

Let the masks fall.

Let only what’s real remain.

I am not afraid to be seen

in my rawness,

my softness,

my truth.

And I choose to build a world

from that place.