not where i belong

not where i belong

I have seen the version of me
that burns—
fearless, alive, unstoppable.

But not here.

Here,
I don’t break—
I fade.

Quietly.
Daily.

I watch others rise
like it costs nothing,
while I carry
something I cannot name.

It is not envy—
it is the ache
of knowing
I could be more
somewhere else.

Some places don’t destroy you—
they teach you
how to disappear.

And something inside me
still refuses
to call this
home.