See Me

You don’t see me. You see your expectations of me. You see a version of me that you want, Or expect me to be.   They say “She’s a whore”, “She’s dumb” “She’s a bitch” “She’s selfish”… You don’t see me.   I don’t fit into a box, I’m hard to understand, I’m uniquely me. The world refuses to see me. Refuses to even try to understand my heart … Continue reading See Me