The Mirror

How well do you know the person staring back at you in the mirror?

I know that for myself sometimes I think I know her better then anyone; but there are days that I look into her dark eyes and don't know what the hell she is thinking.

Invisible

The days go by and no one sees you. 

No one’s eyes meet yours; you melt into the surroundings, not dazzling enough to be noticed.  

Bumping into people, net never being felt or needed.

invisible

longing to be noticed

aching for acceptance

needing to be seen

invisible

When does enough become enough?

When do you demand to be seen?

When do you scream: 

"I'M HERE, DON'T YOU SEE ME!?

invisible