The stranger in the mirror.

Staying true to yourself
is one of the hardest things�"
not because you lack skill,
but because you're desperate
to be seen,
to be heard.

You’d go to any extent to achieve that.
You chase the prize,
and somewhere along the way,
you forget who you are.

Carried by every wind,
you land in dilemmas
you never asked for.

Your thoughts spiral�"
What do they think of me?
Am I enough for them?
Would they still look at me if I showed them the truth?

You end up hurting�"
not because they hate you,
but because
you’ve become a stranger
in your own body.

You destroyed the foundation
that made you whole�"
the roots,
the truth,
the stillness.

Now you're like a house
built on the shore�"
washed away
by every incoming tide.