🎭 The Dance of Creative Me: To Be Seen, Yet to Hide

i always live in a strange warzone.
Half of me wants the spotlight,
the applause,
the eyes that say “I see you, I understand you.”

But the other half?
It wants to vanish.
To disappear behind the work,
to hide inside its own mind,
to stay safe where nobody can mock, judge, or break us.

It’s a dance.
Step forward look at me!
Step back no, don’t look too close.
Like Arjuna on the battlefield,
bow in hand,
heart split between running away
and stepping up to fulfill his calling.

i am forever torn:
between the fire to express,
and the fear of exposure.
Between the ache to be known,
and the terror of being truly known.

✨ So what is the way?

Maybe it is this:
To keep dancing.
To step forward when the art is ready,
to step back when the soul needs to breathe.
To let the work speak,
while the heart rests behind the curtain.

Because in the end,
i am here to stand still.
i am here to move
toward the light,
toward the dark,
and back again.

That is the rhythm of my life.
And that, in its madness,
is perfect.