I have always wanted to be invisible.

Just talk to me. Don’t look at me.

Looking didn’t feel like interest. Respect wasn’t a given among us. That’s how it felt to me. Everyone a critic. Of everyone else.

Seemed like all we did was look up and down each other, and rate what we saw.

So, when I see that you’ve looked, at me,

I need to know: why are you looking?

What do you want from me?

To do with me. 

I know you’re skimming my surface and assessing its value to you. I felt it every time I was told to be careful at night.

Surface looking. That’s all we talked about, the surface of things, of people. Our ratings became truth because we didn’t discuss it. We just did what we thought we had to do. Rate, agree with the first, or loudest rating, counter-rate, debate, take a poll and group rate. The surface.

I think it just seemed like the simplest solution. If I was invisible, I wouldn’t have to deal with this problem of how you see me. or any body.

Looking forward to hearing what you think!

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