We all mask our identity, sometimes our happiness is uncovered but the pain remains hidden from the world. The moments when the fake reputation masks our originality, they perceive our strength in another way. Our happiness which is not factual or permanent looks fortunate to them. And they want to be in our shoes. But there is a different struggle story for all of us Nah
metal and plastic are solid in their usual forms until heat is applied
Well said, the circumstances when took an exam of us, all the solids are melted into plastics and who remains metal I guess it's the version who is encountering this heat of situations.
Reputation can be dicey, it might or might not be a clear representation of who we are, but in my case, the reputation tends to fake the real personality which I try to present myself as. Its been a testing phase for me, but I guess I have no choice but to thrive.