I am Not Here

Feeling invisible

I don't think you see me.

I am right here.

I  don't think you know me, although I'm RIGHT here.

You say that you love me, and that's not un-clear, but you say that you KNOW me

and that's not for real.

You would be asking:

"What are you writing about?"

"Why did you hang that picture on the mirror?"

"What are you thinking about and what's with that stare?"

You don't really know me.  I have secrets to spare.  

You don't really know me

But that's not the fear...

You don't really see me

Cause I am not here.