āSome Days Donāt Belong to Youā
Today felt like a room I didnāt belong in. Nothing loud, nothing dramatic just a quiet series of moments that didnāt sit right.
People spoke, but not to me. Laughter happened, but not around me. And somehow, even in a crowd, I felt misplaced⦠like I had been gently moved aside.
It wasnāt anger. It was something softer, heavier the kind that lingers in your chest without asking for attention.
So I stayed quiet, watched the day pass by, and carried the weight of small things that felt bigger than they should have.
Maybe tomorrow will feel lighter. But today⦠today was just not mine.















