They don't see me

Poem about those who aren't who they seem. Please, please, please review!

They walk and laugh

They push their way past

But they don’t see me

They acknowledge my existence

I let them without resistance

But they don’t see me

I hide myself inside a shell

Say I’m doing perfectly well

And they don’t see me

They only know the front I put up

They know that part of me and for them that’s enough

So they don’t see me

But here I am

Author's Note

Would love reviews, be as honest as you want.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

For some, no for most people any kind of front, any kind of mask is enough - they just want to say 'Hi' and then get on with their own lives so they could care less about a mask.
For others (not the nosey parkers) there's a genuine desire to know you, the actual you.
They instinctively know that they are being offered a front and it doesn't sit well with them. Among that subset of humanity there are of course do-gooders who are in it for their own ends but then in a tiny sliver of a Venn diagram there are those people who really care.
It can take a lifetime to get to sort out who has what agenda.
This is such a cry from the essence. Very affecting write.

[Unspoken poet]

very well written and well expressed write.

[Conor Bracken]

Short, honest, and relatable. I like it, but I still cant see you. Make yourself known. Put pieces of you in the poems