Muted gray

Sometimes, a person isn't tired—they're simply exhausted from explaining themselves to the world. They learn to stay silent, not out of pride, but because some wounds can never be put into words. As we grow older, we stop begging people to stay, stop fighting to prove our worth, and stop being surprised when people leave. We just become quieter, gentler, and hide our hearts somewhere no one can reach. From the outside, everything may seem normal, but some nights are simply too heavy to talk about. And through it all, a small spark of hope still lingers—a hope that one day, somewhere, someone will understand your silence without asking you to explain a single thing.