Do you hear me when I speak,
Or do my words simply fade?
Do you see me when I'm here,
Or am I just a shadow in your shade?
I try to make myself known,
But you ignore me all the same.
My existence seems to be a bother,
A nuisance, an inconvenient game.
My feelings are dismissed,
My opinions left unheard.
I'm treated like a ghost,
A figment of the absurd.
But I am real, I am alive,
And my voice deserves to be heard.
I am not invisible or unimportant,
I am a person, with feelings, and a heart.
So listen to me, see me,
And acknowledge my presence too.
For I am here, I am valid,
And I deserve to be seen by you.
Copyright Renu Vyas
Indeed
ReplyDeleteThank you
DeleteA lot of our personality and behaviour stems from our upbringing,this doesn't mean it was bad or wrong, just different from others.
ReplyDeleteWe take all of that forward with us to our future and how we want to be,start off as you mean to go on,set your boundaries,dont fall in to the trap of accommodating whilst squashing your own hopes and desires, dont be a people pleaser, you cannot please everyone and not everyone will be pleased.
So step back, breathe and with confidence, live your life, knowing that you will do what is right by you and those you care for but also important that they acknowledge your very existence.
Lovely piece of writing, i am sure all of us can relate to it in one way or another.
Thank you ๐
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