Out there who can see me
Who can feel me
Who can understand me as the words fly from my mouth.
From my fingers to the keyboard and I don’t know what I’m holding out for again.
Maybe I thought I had arrived but there is no one around to greet me again.
Will, it ever change for me, or will I keep being unseen forever.
Some days I’m okay with not being seen and other days I just wish one person could stop and see me for who I truly am.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes
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