do you see me?

when I rush out of the room

do you think 'who is she?'

but my presence doesn't loom

do you see me alone at the table?

the way I keep to myself

do I seem readable?

but I'm the one that stays on the bookshelf

do you see my dust?

the best of me unused

do I have any qualities that are a must?

but they are old and fused

do you see my questions?

there are as many as branches on a tree

do you have any suggestions?

but that only matters if you see me