To the world, I wear a mask—sometimes a bright, smiling one, and other times a joker's, hiding the storm within. My every smile is a lie, so practiced that I've forgotten how it feels to smile for real, to smile out of joy. When I withhold my tears, they call me emotionless, accuse me of being cold, unfeeling, or indifferent. When I laugh too much, they question my happiness, asking what I've gained to deserve such carefree moments. I stand at a crossroads—unable to express, yet unable to conceal completely. Caught between wanting to be understood and fearing vulnerability. Why is everything so complicated—the world, its people, and the fragile balance of emotions within me? Have you ever experienced it.....? | Quote by Abhi The Writer