Sierra

Invisible

Invisible

Can’t you see that I am not okay?

I haven’t been myself in months. 

 

Can’t you see?

The tired eyes 

constantly searching for a reason to stay.

Can’t you see?

The empty smile

wanting so badly to be filled. 

 

Can’t you see?

Can’t you see?

Can’t you see?

 

I am begging for help,

but no one can see me.