Existing Feels Heavier Every Day

I don't know when I became this tired... Not physically, but somewhere deeper... where sleep can't reach... People slowly disappeared without saying goodbye, conversations turned into obligations, and even the things I once dreamed of achieving left me feeling strangely empty... I keep smiling because it's easier than explaining why I'm hurting... The hardest part isn't being alone; it's feeling invisible in a room full of people... wondering how someone can carry so much inside... without anyone ever noticing...