Seeing Clearly

By Olivia Eads ‘23

he still hasn’t come after me

i don’t think he will

after all, what is there to find?

what is there to see? 

a broken girl

a broken mind

maybe im making a mountain from a molehill

but i am a mountain 

and they are making me a molehill

he doesn’t care enough 

to come see me as i am

maybe no one sees me as i am

maybe i am no one to see

i can see that now