"Miranda" copyright J.W. Waterhouse

Am I Here?

I am invisible....
I try to speak-but I have no voice.
My words are meaningless and
My thoughts are no more than silent memories.
For my heart to weigh heavily on.
There is no peace with the outside world.
In whom can I trust my valuable secrets?
In whom can I rely to take care of me?
What does it take in this world,
For me to be seen?

Fiesty
3/24/00