Sometimes the world is too busy to notice silent battles. People see your smile, not the storms you survive inside. So you learn to wear strength on your face and carry your wounds quietly in your heart.
Not because your pain is small, but because you are strong enough to keep going even when no one stops to ask.
Your smile becomes your armor — not a lie, but proof that you are still standing.
“Behind this smile is a war you’ll never see.”
Good night 
