Invisible Woman

Sometimes I feel like an invisible woman. There doesn't see me for who I am. Not even my heart. There only see what there want to see. See me for who I am. I am not straightforward as you think I am. I am made of love. Look clearly at me. See the person that I am. You can't walk through me. I have a heart. I see you for who you are. But you don't see me for who I am. When I talk, you don't listen to me. It was like nothing was coming out of my mouth. Hear me and see me. Please don't pass me by. Without seeing the person I am. You are judging me without knowing me. You say I don't see it. How can you see it without seeing who I am? I am not invisible. I do have feelings. I am alive inside. My heartbeat every minute. Let me be me. Open your heart. See the person I was meant to be. I am more beneath the eye. You see a woman with no motion. I know a woman who has a big heart. When you see her, you will feel every pain she feels. You can see her in her eyes. But she will hide it with a smile. She is not invisible. She is alive. Her heart feels sadness. She is missing understood by her motion. Only she can see the reality here. There don't see the real. There is doubt about her. See the person she is. Don't look away