You don’t see

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I look at you and speak to you

But you aren’t there

Actually no, you are there but you don’t see me

And you don’t hear me

All you really hear is the sound of your own voice

With stories running over and over

When I speak your eyes either glaze over

Or look somewhere else

This evening I finally saw

What was happening all along

That you never really saw me at all

You only saw your projections

So why need I suffer any more

What matters is that I see myself

And know myself

And stop looking for love, attention and recognition

In all the wrong places

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