To Be Seen - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

To Be Seen

Look at me, look at me.
I want to be seen, I want to be seen.
Here’s my cat, here’s my cat.
I’m drinking coffee, I’m drinking coffee.
I’m so down, I’m so down.
I’m so up, I’m so up.
Message me, message me.
Talk to me, talk to me.
Are you there? Are you there?
I’m here, I’m here.
Look at me, look at me.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer