See-Through

I wish i could show you,

What this really means,

I wish I could tell you,

How I really feel,

I wish you would listen,

But my voice is too small to hear.

 

I want to raise my voice,

I want to be able to show who I am,

I want you to look at me,

To notice me.

But you won't because I'm just small and meak,

And too shy to speak up.

 

But on the inside I'm strong,

On the inside I'm brave,

On the inside I'm not afraid,

Not even under your unwithering stone-cold gaze.

 

But the world will never see that,

Because I'm scared of what people with think,

Of what people will say,

If they even notice me at all.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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