Do you see when I am wearing my work clothes? Do you sense my fear? My anxiety? My dreams? My love?
“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye”Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Do you see me when you I pass by me on the street? Do you see me beyond my shell? Do you actually see me? My anguish? My pain? My doubts?
Do you see my laughing soul? The music that plays in my heart? Do you? Do you see what I would like to wear? My favorite color? Or my favorite scent?
Because sometimes inside I am wearing different clothes, a different makeup, a different hairstyle, a different perfume.
Because sometimes I would prefer to stop and take time to talk with you. Because sometimes I would like to be heard. Because sometimes I would like simply to be ME.
I just would like to know that someone sees me…