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Seen
I want to be seen.
The world looks over me,
Stepping on my mind,
Rushing past my heart,
I am holding on.
My life was short,
Simple in a painful way,
Surviving more than living,
I am letting go.
I create as little as I destroy,
My brain losing its self,
My heart coming to a stop,
I am finally seen.
The world stops to look at me,
Admiring my mind,
Feeling for my heart,
I am unjustly seen.
Only in death am I acknowledged,
My life is praised only after I am gone,
My death is held on high forever,
I hate being seen.