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The Things We Don’t Say Out Loud
<p>There are sentences we swallow every day,</p><p>Words that sit in our chest but never find their way.</p><p>“I’m tired.”</p><p>Not the sleep kind,</p><p>The soul kind… the o ti re mi kind.</p><p>“I’m trying.”</p><p>Even when it looks like I’m failing,</p><p>Even when the road feels like it’s constantly derailing.</p><p>“I’m not okay.”</p><p>But who wants to hear that in a world that celebrates “I’m fine”?</p><p>So we rehearse smiles and perform like it’s showtime.</p><p>We say, “I dey alright,”</p><p>Even when nothing feels right.</p><p>We laugh loud… just to silence the fight inside.</p><p>Because somewhere along the line,</p><p>Vulnerability became a crime.</p><p>So we bottle it up,</p><p>Lock it in,</p><p>Hide it deep under skin.</p><p>We say, “Ko si wahala,”</p><p>But our hearts whisper, “Wahala plenty.”</p><p>We say, “Mo strong,”</p><p>But strength is getting heavy.</p><p>We say, “It is well,”</p><p>But we don’t even know if we believe it ourselves.</p><p>There are dreams we’re scared to say out loud,</p><p>Fears we bury beneath “I’m proud,”</p><p>Tears we blink back in public crowds.</p><p>Because who do you tell</p><p>When everyone else is also pretending to be okay?</p><p>Who do you lean on</p><p>When it feels like everyone might break?</p><p>So we carry it,</p><p>Quietly.</p><p>Carefully.</p><p>Like fragile glass in steady hands.</p><p>But listen…</p><p>Maybe strength is not in silence.</p><p>Maybe healing is not in hiding.</p><p>Maybe the words you’re afraid to say</p><p>Are the ones that will set you free.</p><p>So today, I’ll say it.</p><p>I’m tired.</p><p>I’m trying.</p><p>I’m still becoming.</p><p>And maybe…</p><p>That is enough.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>What’s something you’ve been afraid to say out loud?</p>
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