I want you to see me
I want you to see me in all of my forms
when I’m ecstatic
and can’t stop grinning no matter how serious everyone else is
when I’m in a rage
and want to break things to vent my fuming energy
but usually end up silently cursing because I’m at work
when I’m overwhelmed
by everything and shut down inside
losing interest in just about everything until my energy returns
when I’m so excited
by something that you hear every detail six
times over and begin to get a little excited yourself,
even though you have no personal interest in what it is
I want you to see me
when I understand
I want you to see me
when I don’t
I want you to see me
without the act
without the walls
without the white lies that say I’m okay
even as I’m falling away inside.
I want you to see
me
Treeshallow Musings 