see me…

see me,

don’t look at me,

but if you look at  me and see me,

please love me

 

–^–

This will sound strange, weird, odd, whatever… but this is how I live. I want to be seen and acknowledged, but at the same time, I want to stay unnoticed. Flying under the radar. I am torn. Do I want the attention or not? And I don’t want to be judged or hated for what I do either. I just want to be loved and that is a feeling I have since my earliest childhood. As simple as these four lines are, they are me. Cathy