I know I've said before that I wish I was invisible, but this isn't what I meant.

I want to be seen for who I really am, not someone they think they know and judge.

How about me?

They come to me about all their problems.

They come to me when no one else is listening,

I am grateful that they trust me.

I am grateful that they want to tell me.

A spark...

A flame...

A burst of burning light...

It grows and grows...

It's never ending...

It lights up the night sky...

The burns,

It hurts,