Sorted?

Life isn’t what Instagram makes it seem.

We know this—

And yet, we scramble to seem sorted,

To convince the world we're happy.

That’s the saddest part:

Happiness isn’t something to display,

It’s something that should be felt,

Seen—without being shown.

Outside, it looks like a perfect circle.

But inside,

The nerves are coiling,

The silence is boiling,

And the mind keeps pacing—

What’s next? What now?