No one sees me.
I walk in a crowd of people and not one pair of eyes are on me.
I begin to wonder if I'm invisible.
Can they not see me?
Or do they choose to keep their gaze fixed on other things.
To avoid my grotesque exterior.
Am I that repulsive that they dare not look at me?
For fear of nausea,blindness,or some other ailment that comes with viewing such a hideous sight.
Flabby belly,thick thighs,distorted face.
That's all my mirror reflects.
That's all I see.
And that is why no one sees me.
I walk in a crowd of people and not one pair of eyes are on me.
I begin to wonder if I'm invisible.
Can they not see me?
Or do they choose to keep their gaze fixed on other things.
To avoid my grotesque exterior.
Am I that repulsive that they dare not look at me?
For fear of nausea,blindness,or some other ailment that comes with viewing such a hideous sight.
Flabby belly,thick thighs,distorted face.
That's all my mirror reflects.
That's all I see.
And that is why no one sees me.
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