I stay quiet, but that doesn’t mean I don’t see what’s going on.
I notice the small things—the shift in someone’s voice, the way people move when they think no one’s watching. I don’t always speak on it, not because I don’t care, but because I’ve learned that you understand more when you just watch and listen. Talking isn’t always the answer; sometimes, staying quiet tells you everything you need to know.
I choose peace because I don’t want to waste my energy on things that don’t deserve it. That doesn’t mean I’ll pretend not to see the truth. Don’t confuse my silence with not knowing—I’m just waiting for the right time. I hear, I see, I understand. And when it matters, I’ll act. I may be quiet, but I’m not blind.
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