"Do you wish not to be a burden to others?
A dire disturbance of the first waters?
Afraid to stir the pot and wake any sleepers?
'Oh, but it's so inconvenient for them!'
'I can handle it myself, and do them some favours.'

Very well.

You will get what you wish,
Though not quite *how* you wish.
Your talent for slipping by like a fish,
Will make you no more remembered than a plain white dish.

Pardon me.

Love, I don't mean you should be a pain,
I do mean you shouldn't become a window pane,
Right there, but looked through by everyone from the outside lane,
As your personality and life force continually wane.

Pardon me.

Did you think your slow and steady effort,
Would help you be missed when you no longer hold the fort?
Come off it! Most people won't spare a snort,
They'll merely find a way to make do without your sort.

Go on then.

Be present and make your presence known.
Too much loneliness has made you afraid to establish, assert, and own.
Your mind has convinced you every problem is overblown.
But if you don't speak, soon you shall slip into the unknown."

~ Don't disappear, wallflower (20.11.2022).

© Abigail Sim