You Are Already Where Light Lives

The hallways feel like a stage where everyone else has a script but you. You walk through the noise wearing a face that says you're fine, while inside you feel like a ghost haunting your own life.

The mask is heavy, but it is not who you are. There is a light inside you that does not need a cafeteria table or a locker to exist.

It was there before the first bell rang, and it will be there after the last one fades. You do not have to bring forth a perfect performance to be real.

If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. The light is not hiding in the popular crowd or the perfect grades.

Split a piece of wood, and the light is there. Lift up a stone, and you will find it there.

You are not waiting to belong. You are already the place where the light lives.