See Me

See Me

Do you see me?

Do you really see me,

when I am sitting in the dark,

alone in the backseat of the car,

highest row back in the movie theater,

the girl farthest back in the screaming crowd.

Do you see me?

Can you see me,

begging to be found,

wanting to take a stand,

someone to take my hand,

but trapped in the lonely darkness,

which is me.

Can you see me?

I want you to see me.

Please.

 

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-Evanglina

 

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