There comes a time when silence becomes your safest place not because you have nothing to say, but because no one truly listens. You start fading, softly, quietly, like waves losing their sound in the distance. You laugh a little less, speak a little slower, and people mistake your calm for peace, not realizing it's exhaustion. It's strange how you can disappear in plain sight, and no one notices the emptiness growing inside you. Yet, in that quiet, you find a strange beauty "the kind that teaches you to survive without needing to be understood".