anxiety is killing me.

You dont see me

Not you don't see me as in
I sit in the back of the class.
You don't see me if I'm standing in front of you
Or sitting next to you talking to you
You don't see me.
Or maybe you try not to.
maybe you see damaged and you run.
Maybe ignoring me is fun.

But it's ok that it takes you a day to text back.
It's ok you don't see me.
I see you.
I see the way you flip your hair out your eyes.
I see how you wear all black or grey.
I see how when you smile or laugh you look down.
I see how you're social but shy butterfly.
I see how pissed you get when he lies to her.
I see the way you look at her.

I know the way she thinks of you.
Not the same way you think of her .
They way I think of you
The way I want you to
Of me
You would love to be kissing down her neck
Or cuddling her when she cries
You want to be first call..
As do I.

I want to be her for you, but you're her for me.
So I settle being nothing more
Than the girl you don't see
I settle for just being me..