Question

Wrote another poem called " unseen, not unbroken" feedback plz

Answer 1

I carry storms in quiet pockets,
things I never say out loud.
I get talked over, looked past,
like I’m standing in a crowd but still not found.

Some days I’m the “you good?”
that never gets a real reply,
the message left on read,
the smile no one asks about why.

But I still laugh on purpose.
Still crack jokes, still shine.
Not because it’s easy,
but because joy is a choice of mine.

I dance through heavy moments,
turn pressure into grace.
I’ve learned being unseen
doesn’t mean I lack a place.

So if I’m quiet, don’t mistake it
I’m not broken, I’m just strong.
I’m holding the weight of a lot
while humming a hopeful song.

Ignored? Maybe.
But I’m still here, still me, still bright.
Finding light in small things,
and choosing happiness every night.

Answer 2

that's looks good and nice job!!

Answer 3

welcome stay safe

Answer 4

bye bye

Answer 5

cool