The Invisible You: We, I secretly Asking For Help.

We are like the stars, we look beautiful but the rest of us don't know where the dream is. You feel like you were born not because you have a mission but because you have things to finish. You feel like you are alone, no one is listening to the grievances you want to bring out. No one can see how you really feel, especially the sadness. You feel so invisible that no one will ever notice and no one will notice you.

You often secretly cry, you often hold your breath just not to be noticed and heard by others. You laugh often and show you’re okay, just don’t let them notice you’re failing. We are so fake in our lungs that we try to show others that we are very okay but in the end it is all pure lies. Nakakapagod no? It's very tiring to lie, especially if you really know how you feel.

Attention there, and Attention here is what we do. They only know you when they need something. They only know you if you have money, they only know you if they ask for something. Do you think of everything? Sometimes there are so many reasons why we don't want to talk to people we should have the courage to take, that's because they don't know us when our pockets are almost empty.

Many words we sometimes don't know how to say, words we sometimes don't know where to get. We both ask for help, "Help me." You mentioned secretly.

It's all tiring, you secretly ask for help with things that others think are easy for you. That others thought you were okay, they just thought. The thought that does not match the true feelings inside us. How many times have you shouted without a voice coming out? How many times have you dreamed that someone would notice the weight in your heart? How many times? Of the countless, I know you don’t know either.

You repeatedly ask yourself things you shouldn’t be doing, unanswered questions. Sometimes, you just ask yourself, "Do they see the real me?.", Because in their eyes, we are a happy person but so far from the truth that we are not what we think, they just imagine what we are.

Friend, if you're crying now it's okay. If you’re so sad and you can barely do anything, that’s fine. It’s not enough reason to say you’re okay only if you know in yourself that it’s not really, it’s not bad to be true, it’s not bad to be a liar. Maybe, we are at a point in our lives where we think it's okay that this is what's happening. But friend, you can't stay and just leave what and where you are now. You have to get up, you have to stay strong. Remember, you are not weak.

Final thoughts

19 days to go, tapos na render ko. I have this memories where I treasured the most. I'll be back, yes i will.

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