• You saw me.

    You saw the real me.

    The real me that I never show anyone.

    This person who is rarely happy or outgoing as I seem…
    That person fades.

    My mask falls to the ground.
    Shatters louder than a crack of thunder.

    You saw it.

    This ugly self, which seems to want and crave your love.

    Don’t be afraid.

    All I want is to be welcome in my own skin.

    Fear glitters in your eyes.

    You’ve seen the real me.

    It frightens you.

    Like a classic horror movie.
    Clichéd monsters coming from the closet and under your bed.

    No.
    Go away.

    Don’t look.

    Just leave me be.

    But don’t leave.
    Stay here where you can’t see me.
    Hide behind a screen while holding my hand.

    Still…
    I can’t face you.

    Will you abandon me?
    Like so many others before.

    Will you scream and push me away?

    Or will you simply fade away?

    Please…

    Don’t go.

    Just stay where I can see you.
    Even if you can’t ever see me.

    I know…
    You’ll never be able to look at me with an innocent face.

    You know.
    You’ve seen the true me.

    The real me that is wickeder than any witch.
    And uglier than any frankenstien.

    I just ask one thing…
    Don’t show anyone else.

    Please…


    ~End~


    © December 28, 2009