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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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Invisible I am invisible, I am here, but, to you, I am not there. Do you really see me? Or do you refuse to see who I am? I am invisible. You see a perfect girl within a golden world. But, I am not my house, my car, my clothes, my jewellery, or my bank account; I am not the expensive diamond necklace that I wear or the cheap black shoelaces in my shoes that are already starting to fray. I am worth more than that. I am important. I am my dreams, my achievements, my creativity, my intellect and my passions; and yes, I am even my mistakes, that too, is who I am. But, I am not a failure. I have experienced pain, dissapointment and sorrow; some of which, you could never possibly understand. Yet, I have no regrets. I may fall, but, I am still standing, two feet planted firmly on the ground. Do you think that you can know who I am by only seeing my shyness, my sense of humour, my anger, my openess, or by the words I do or do not say? Do you think that you know me by only seeing the student, the daughter, the friend or the front-counter clerk? You can not know me. I am simple, but, I am also complex. I am many things. But, I will only reveal to you, what I need for you to know. Do not look at me as transparent, I am a person. While you look through me, I feel as though I am outside, looking in on you. You are not above me, nor below me. Do not look down on me, I will not allow you to make me feel inferior. Do not admire me, my life is both sunshine and rain. Life for me has not been easy; happiness has not been handed to me on a silver platter. Everything that I have or ever will have, has only come with hard work and dedication. Realize that. Why is it that I will be more readily accepted at age forty-five, rather than now? Grey hair is not always a symbol of wisdom, nor must youth represent ignorance. You don't know that I excel in English or in Sociology or in History; or that I enjoy learning. All you care to see is that I am terrible at math, or that I stay out far too late on a Saturday night with my friends. You only choose to see the negative; that I am supposedly young, and ignorant and naive and irresponsible. I will not be a stereotype. I am Melissa. I deserve respect. Is your mind open, but, are your eyes closed? You are blind. You see my smile, but, fail to see the tears that I cry inside. But, I am a fighter, I will become many great things. Do you see me weakness, my fears and my insecurity? But, do you also see that I am so very strong? Do not judge me and laugh, I can easily face the mirror towards you. I am here, acknowledge that. I have a voice, acknowledge me. Accept me or leave me, that is your choice. I won't fall on my knees for you; I will not give up all of myself, just for you to see. I will not be what you want me to be. For, I am unique. I have my own mind, my own thoughts and my own longings. You don't know how I feel. You may never see the real me. But, I will not be made invisible. By * Melissa Honeybee * |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
You go girl!! Never let ANYONE make you invisible, it hurts to be unnoticed. You have the courage this is apparent already, never doubt it..  Reach inside your heart, that is the greatest gift you can bestow. Merry Christmas.. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
Powerful..... A large quantity of strength in you and your writing. -RS There must be some kinda way out of here... say the joker to the thief There's to much confusion, I can't get no relief - Hendrix |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Show yourself to us Melissa. . . Never be invisible again. . . Powerful words. . . very good. . .. That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Niemczak Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 51 |
Strength within ourselves gives us the courage to face each and everyday with the will to survive and the hope to succeed. That was a wonderful poem. |
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mojar Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 169granbury, texas, usa |
dear melissa, i applaud you and i wish that everyone could stand and let people hear their voice, spoken loud enough you will always be seen. again i applaud your work mo. |
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moshpit Member
since 1999-11-25
Posts 143cebu, philippines |
wonderful. |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Indeed very powerful...I can definitely relate to you. Exellent work! *Krista Knutson* ~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wow...this is a great piece. Indeed, a powerful statement. Loved it. Michael |
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danni Senior Member
since 1999-11-20
Posts 688wisconsin |
Wonderful piece indeed. I espeacially loved the last stanza. It just really delivered the whole thing. Well done! |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
I adore this...very well written. I love stanza three and the last stanza pulls it all together Thanks for sharing this jewel!!! Jenny Lee Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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