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Do you like this world? Because I don’t. I like my own world… the one I didn’t know I was building with my mind.

Do you know what it feels like to be plucked like a flower, admired by no one, left to wilt in silence? To face rejection, to cry until your soul aches more than your eyes, and to wonder if anyone sees the colors hidden inside you?

I have. And in the quiet corners of my mind, I found a place where someone listens, where light glows even when the world seems dark, where petals of hope unfold in secret.

This is my story—of loneliness and whispers, of fragile strength, and of a heart learning to bloom on its own terms.