Backdrop

My whole life I’ve always wondered,

do you see me?

Do you know who I am?

Do you pay attention?

.

I don’t ever stand out,

or attempt to be recognized.

I don’t crave attention,

or take the spotlight.

.

Instead, I wait silently

until you walk by.

I raise my hand,

my eyes find yours,

and my lips form a mumbled,

“hello.”

But your hand stays at your side,

your eyes don’t look up,

and your lips don’t move.

.

Face red,

my arm falls,

my eyes look away,

and my mouth clamps shut.

I lost my chance,

the moment gone.

.

Just so you know,

I’m always there,

in the background,

blending in.

.

And sometimes I think

I’m just another face

you pass by.

Another arm

you ignore.

Another voice

you tune out.

.

Yet I still wonder,

do you see me?