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Keeyra Writes✍🏽 Nigeria
A freelancer @ Federal University Oye Ekiti.
Ikeja, Nigeria
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Shhhhh... I AM TWOFACED!🤪😼
<p>Beneath the smile is a war no one sees.</p><p>Not between doors and windows, but between who I am and who I must appear to be.</p><p>Beneath it lies a mask covering a deep scar.</p><p>Above it lies the burden of giving others light.</p><p><br/></p><p>If you are privileged enough to study Keyra’s smile, you will see there is more behind it. But no one really cares to study the making of a person. They only care about the results you produce and how it makes them feel. And if it does not sit well with them, they judge you. They question your face. They question your expression. They question your existence.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Are you sure you will ever get married with this strong face?”</p><p><br/></p><p>I stared at him in disgust because I hate how people idolize marriage like it is the final proof of worth. But his words stayed. I went home and stood in front of the mirror, wondering if I really looked that badd.</p><p><br/></p><p>That was the day I learned to edit my face.</p><p>To soften the edges.</p><p>To separate my smirk from my smile.</p><p>To create a new palette that would suit my redesigned expression.</p><p>To design a version of me the world would digest easily.</p><p><br/></p><p>And somehow, in that editing, in mixing shades on that emotional palette, I discovered a light I never knew lived within me.</p><p><br/></p><p>Since then, I have carried the burden of maintaining that design. A beautiful design. A carefully blended palette. A bright smile. A controlled expression. But no one knows what this brightness costs me.</p><p><br/></p><p>Because in the depth of the night, the pain returns. I lie awake trying to fix the design I created. Trying to retouch the palette before morning comes. And before day breaks, it returns again on it own...Like I have no say.</p><p><br/></p><p>Only my mirror knows this secret.</p><p>Only my reflection has seen the cracks behind the glow.</p><p><br/></p><p>Even the thought of it hurts.</p><p>I must admit... It sucks!</p><p><br/></p><p>After all, beautiful things cost the most.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p> <em>©Keyra pen©</em></p>

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