Poem: Being Seen
#4 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis
A sad poem about my mom refusing to see me as the person I am.
Not being seen, by others.
Not being seen, alone.
Not being seen, forever.
Not being seen, alone.
Not being seen, I worry.
Not being seen, I tear.
Not being seen, forever.
Not being seen, I bear.
Not being seen, it kills me.
Not being seen, refused.
Not being seen, forever.
Mother choosing child after views.