Have You Ever

Have you ever stopped to think

about the way I feel inside?

Have you ever stopped to listen

for the voice that cries inside?

I take a step

and hope I don't fall,

draw in a breath

and hope I don't suffocate.

I live my life

shadowed by this mask

with cautious smiles,

half a frown.

I don't mean to be

the way that I am;

all I ever wanted

is for someone to understand.

I want you to understand

that I am human, too;

I think, live, feel, and do

just like you.

Please open your eyes

and do not scrutinize;

I am not

what you think.

I beg for your acceptance,

no matter what you see –

please, see me.