It’s a performance, and you’re the star—everyone adores you for it. But I wonder, do you ever feel tired of playing the role? Do you ever long for someone to love you without the script? Because the truth is, you deserve an Oscar for all of it... but more than that, you deserve to be loved for who you really are when the curtain falls.
You’ve perfected the art of pretending—smiling when you’re falling apart, laughing when you’re breaking inside. It’s like you’ve learned how to wear a mask so well that no one even knows it's there. Maybe you think it makes you stronger, that if you can fool the world, you can fool yourself, too. But I see it. I see the cracks in your smile, the moments where the act slips and your true self barely gets a chance to breathe.
