They call it community.
But it’s really a scoreboard.
Friendships become currency.
Smiles become strategy.
Charm replaces sincerity.
You’re measured by name.
Valued by association.
It’s not connection.
It’s calculation.
It’s power games
disguised as parties.
Schools turn into badges.
Circles into armor.
It looks like ambition—
but it’s fear of not being enough.
Fear of being unvalidated.
Uninvited.
Afraid to stand alone—
unwilling to face themselves.
Climbing to be seen—
while terrified of being known.
Everyone’s performing.
It’s the soul-deep amnesia
that deepens when you trade your truth for applause.
Presence became a language we forgot how to speak.
Wrapped in the fog—
beneath names, networks, and net worths,
Because you’ve never been more alone
than when your value depends
on who you’re seen with—
not who you are.
You give up your voice to stay invited.
You shrink your truth to fit the room—
and mistake it for success.
Taught to seek outside validation.
You’re never more lost
than when you forget who you are.
But sometimes—
when the noise fades,
and no one’s left to impress—
a spark of truth breaks through.
You didn’t come here to perform.
You came to awaken.
To remember who you are.
To be real—
and live in truth,
not transaction.