what do you do with a voice
you’ve never let speak?

i’ve spent most of my life full of ideas i never released.
dreams i carried like fire,
but never let burn in public.
visions that lived in notebooks,
in late-night conversations,
in unfinished projects no one ever saw.

i believed in them.
i believed in me.
but i couldn’t commit.
couldn’t stick to it.
couldn’t get myself to follow through.

so i helped others.
stood behind the scenes.
hid my work in ‘maybes’ and ‘somedays’—
while something in me kept whispering: “you’re meant for more.”

i’ve worn every mask.
corporate. creative.
salesman. artist.
broke. driven.
alive, but quiet.
loud, but unseen.

i’ve worked the showroom floors,
chased quotas i didn’t care about,
walked into rooms knowing i didn’t belong—
and stayed anyway.
i’ve started things i never finished,
carried visions that outgrew my consistency,
and held on to hope
even when no one was watching.

and maybe you’ve felt it too.
that tension between who you are
and what the world’s seen.
the weight of what you carry
when nothing around you reflects it.

this isn’t about proving anything.
it’s about letting go of what held you back,
and finally choosing to create—
with no permission,
no applause,
no guarantees.

this is the beginning
of something that was never meant to stay hidden.
not just for me.
for all of us.
for anyone who’s ever felt like too much,
or not enough,
or both at once.

welcome to MousawiMade.com
not a store, a story.