Each morning, I put on a facade of a morning glory, but beneath my cheerful appearance lies a profound sorrow. My true self is far from glorious, as I carry the weight of suffering within me. Like the flower that blooms with radiance at dawn but wilts in the shadows, I, too, bear the burden of unseen struggles. I persevere through the day, hiding my pain behind a smile, hoping that someday the darkness will give way to light, and I will truly find the glory I yearn for within.