‘No estoy acá to prove,
I’m here to build’
She looks away, not out of shyness, but out of choice.
There was a time when every gesture asked to be witnessed,
when existing felt like something to prove.
That time passed quietly.
This piece lives in the moment after performance ends.
When the noise softens.
When the gaze turns inward.
When building replaces explaining.
She is not disconnected; she is focused.
Not absent; just elsewhere.
In her own world.
Doing the slow, invisible work that no one applauds
but everything depends on.
This is for anyone who stopped asking to be understood
and started trusting what they’re making instead.