Where I Am Now, by Bernice Williams

I am unknown, but not unseen
I wonder what people see or think about when they see me
I hear nothing
I see nothing
I want to be known, but
I am unknown, but not unseen
I pretend to pay no attention, but
I feel their breath
I touch their hands
I worry that I am not accepted
I cry because it makes no sense
I am unknown, but not unseen
I understand that knowing the truth will neither hurt me nor make me
I say let it be
I dream that someday it will all make sense as
I try to feel my way through each day
I hope for tomorrow to be a better day
I am unknown, but not unseen.