Walking around feeling invisible
Not because I'm indestructible
Because you have made me feel unseen.

For so many years, you made me
Go unnoticed, like a Ghost
In the room.
Even worse, the child
To be seen and not heard.

I'm no longer going to be that child.
I'm no longer going to be that Ghost.
My voice will be heard.
Hear me wail,
As I cry for when you hurt my feelings.
See-through my ectoplasm
For I'm no longer a Ghost
In that room.
You shall hear me,
You shall see me.
You will know what you have done; it's wrong.


*See Me*
© Victoria Elizabeth