I wish people knew the way I see the world.

The beautiful details in everything, the sky, the shadows, the flowers, everything. 

I wish they knew how observant I am, that I see their shifts in mood and emotion.

Their body language shows impatience, discomfort, and annoyance. 

I wish I can hear the things they say about me, how some of them look at me.

I wish they knew how heavy some days feel, like survival packs on my back and shoulders. 

I wish they knew how hard I try sometimes, 

Just to survive.

To Eat.

To sleep.

Drink.

And breathe...