When Someone Looks At Me

When someone looks at ME

I don’t want them to just.. See

 

I want them to feel

And to smell

And to taste

And to hear

 

I want them to surround me

Engulf me, encircle, BOUND me

 

I want them to know me, grow with me

Rise up and show me

That they identify with –

ME

 

I want them to feel the warm me

The cold me

The old me, and the NEW me

I want them to be REBORN with me

I want them to feel my energy

The dark and the evil and the corrupt

But the magnificent and beautiful and loving

ME

 

I want them to smell my sweat

Not from some gym they’ve never heard of

Or because I have hyperhidrosis

Which I don’t

I want them to smell my sweat;

The sweat of a nervous, lost girl

Or the sweat of a hardworking ME

The dedicated me

The part of ME no one SEES

Maybe not to a sport or in my academics

But I am dedicated

To me

By me

For ME

 

I want them to taste my life

The sweet, the bitter, the sour and the tart.. ME

I want them to relish in my being

To savor every last afterTASTE of whom I am

ME

Taste the blood from every scar that is on my flesh

And every wound that has ever touched the surface that is –

ME

They might be invisible but they’re there

And they sting

They sting ME everyday

 

I want them to hear my cries

Cries for help, ME

Cries for love, ME

Cries of distress or hurt, ME

I want them to hear it all

My laugher when something isn’t that funny

But I laugh anyway

My screams when someone startles me

Or because I can’t take it anymore

My heavy breathing

From a beaten and bruised heart

When someone looks at me

I want them to feel.. free

I want them to know that everything will just be

Be okay, be alright, be horrible

Just let it be

Because I’ve been through it all

ME

 

So let yourself be seen

If you need to scream

Scream

Be heard

Be loud

In this judgmental world you NEED to be noticed

Maybe there should be less ME’s and more WE’s

Maybe WE need to form together for a better society

Maybe WE need to take a stand

Be almighty, save your SANITY

 

So when you see me

Know that finally we are standing up to authority

Know that insanity is the majority because they won’t let us be

And they don’t see

Or touch

Or taste

Or hear

We

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