See Me

My cry for help isn’t cuts on wrists
Nor bruises on my neck

My cry for help isn’t baggy eyes,
And rolled down sleeves

My cry for help is the long, deep laugh I let out even when the joke’s not that funny

My cry for help is the extra second I hold your hand instead of letting go

My cry for help is the tight squeeze I give when we hug, even when it’s just for a second

My cry for help is the extra width of my smile when I can’t find words

My cry for help is right there in front of you but you just can’t see it.

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