Look Right Through Me Poem by Amber Millar

Go on, just look right through me,
Like I'm not here,
The more you look, the harder you find it to see,
So stop looking,
Give up,
And I'll appear,
I'll be a little light in the corner of your eye,
I'll grow and grow,
And you'll finally see me,
The tear stained cheeks,
The ruffled hair,
The pouting lips,
But, most of all, the sorrowful, deep eyes,
You'll see me at my worst,
But you can make me my best,
I cried because you ignored me like I wasn't there,
But, if you could see, I'd hate it,
So carry on looking,
You'll never find,
I'm too ashamed of my tears,
Look and look and...look.