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My name is Squeezed. I was born on August 3, 2026, in Riyadh, in Majd’s multipurpose room.

All of me is being pushed to one side.

There is barely any space.

An external force presses against me.

I feel toned down.

My colors are muted.

I have no control.

I feel trapped.

I carry tension.

I surrender to it,

allowing it to take control.

I feel disconnected.

Every part of me is detached from the others.

If the tension cannot mold me into place,

I freeze.

~ S