Can you see me?
I glance toward you as I walk by, and sneak a peek.
Do you see me….am I there.
I want to stare and smile at you but fear causes me to look away.
When you look at me are you looking right through me to someone else?
I want you to see me.
I see you sitting quietly there.Â
Your mind wondering, pondering, a hidden catacomb.
I want to know what you are thinking, but wonder if your truth would hurt.
I want you to see me.
See me as beautiful,
See me as strong, confident, and intelligent.
I want to hide my insecurities, tears, fears, and weakness.
What do you see? Â Can you see me, am I there?