Ambivert

The world has to see you as human, Not perfect, not sculpted in gold. One-handed truths, As long as you are invisible to yourself, you are invisible To the stories you’ve never told. It does not require perfect answers Or smiles that never break. “It needs your trembling courage,” he said, And the risks you’re afraid to take. Be human through all of your becoming, In the nights you don’t feel enough A line of people In the stillness of your troubles, In the days when breathing feels tough. Let them understand the meaning of your tears, Every one a truth you survived. Let them see how you fall apart And still want to go on living. It is distant and cold, perfection; It teaches the heart to pretend, to conceal. But humanity holds out its hands And says, “You don’t have to mend.” Your scars aren’t a sign of weakness They prove that you at least tried. What you loved with an open heart, And refused to feel numb inside. So show up messy and honest, With faith...