Look at me

can you see me

can you see what I feel

can you see my tired eyes

my exhausted body upheld by weak strength

can you see my unspoken words

longing to be heard

can you see I yearn to speak

can you see that I’m ignored

can you see all the things I want to say, words slithering through my teeth, shut up for years, unheard by all but myself

can you see the heavy things I carry

can you understand the weight of what I bear

can you see my fear that I am not safe to be who I am

can you see that I am afraid to be myself

can you see my pain

can you see that I am worth something great?

No?  Then you cannot possibly know my victory in these things

 

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