desires

i want to be displayed

not as a prize

but as a pride

not as an object of possession

but one of admiration

or even remove the

objectification

and show me off simply

because i deserve to be seen

because you see me

and you can’t imagine

keeping me anywhere but

the sunshine

i want to be valued

not for what i do

how i help

or what i bring to the table

i want to be seen

as more than a

shoulder to lean on

an ear to listen

a heart to pour

your suffering into

when it becomes too heavy

to hold

yes i do all these things

but they are not who i am

i want to be known

and adored for simply

being myself

i want someone to affirm

my tentative belief

that who i am

is enough