Do you see me?
Do you see the tears I cry?
Do you hear my silent scream for help?
No? Of course, you cannot.
You can only see the smile. My big, goofy grin.
You can only hear the silly jokes I make. The contagious laughter that fills the room.
Do you hear it? My silent scream for help?
I have been trying to reach you through my eyes, but each day my cry for help seems to never reach you.
You only see the disguise I wear.
I hide my true feelings to protect myself. Being quiet, calm, and grounded has helped.
The mask is my comfort.
If I was to reveal my true self, how would you react?
Would you call me names such as weird and bizarre? I’m afraid that you would treat me differently if I do.
Do you see me? Do you see me now?
No? Of course not.
