When you look at me, what do you see?
*I see a transparent body, outlined by bold black
ink, a distant reflection of me*
You see nothing, yet you see me?
*I see nothing but those behind you and those walking through
your outline, yet I see who you should be*
If I were to disappear, what would you do?
*I do not know considering, you are not there.
You are like air*
If I am like air, can you feel me brush against your skin?
You are not as strong as the wind; you are like the air I breathe in
Why are you the only one who hears me?
I hear you because I am the mirror of your outline, I respond by showing you the truth of what you only choose to see
How do I fill myself in? Become visible and whole?
You find your true colors and escape into your soul
A.L.W.
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
When you look at me, what do you see?
*I see a transparent body, outlined by bold black
ink, a distant reflection of me*
You see nothing, yet you see me?
*I see nothing but those behind you and those walking through
your outline, yet I see who you should be*
If I were to disappear, what would you do?
*I do not know considering, you are not there.
You are like air*
If I am like air, can you feel me brush against your skin?
You are not as strong as the wind; you are like the air I breathe in
Why are you the only one who hears me?
I hear you because I am the mirror of your outline, I respond by showing you the truth of what you only choose to see
How do I fill myself in? Become visible and whole?
You find your true colors and escape into your soul
A.L.W.
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