Day 2 of pouring my heart out to a bunch of strangers because its cheaper than therapy and I don't know how to talk about my feelings out loud. To every soul who has ever painted a smile that wasn't their own, hidden behind a carefully constructed facade, or felt the silent ache of not being "enough"—this poem is for you. May you find a flicker of recognition, a whisper of understanding, and the courage to eventually shed the mask and embrace the beautiful, authentic self that has always been there, waiting to be seen and loved.