A monster they never knew

All I see is black.

Loneliness is a mirror showing the real me,

the vulnerable girl the world never knew.

The girl drowning in sadness

but keeping her face emotionless.

The crowd call me a monster

Cs I don’t show emotions outside.

They don’t see me falling apart inside,

my chest screaming in silence

while I pretend everything’s fine.

I didn’t fight the darkness…

I just let it swallow me,

thinking maybe it’s easier this way.

But even in black,

my heart is still beating.

I’m still here.

I still exist.

Maybe the girl who looks like a monster

is just a warrior too tired to roar.

Her silence isn’t emptiness—

it’s pain waiting to be understood.

And one day…

I’ll turn this black

into something only I can make.

Words. Courage. Light.

For now,

I just stand in the dark…

and that alone

is proof I’m not gone.