I can’t see their faces.

Blank heads without features,

Without eyes,

Without ears,

Without a nose,

Or a mouth.

They can’t see me.

They can’t hear me.

They won’t be able to catch a whiff or feel my aura.

They won’t be able to speak to me.

Although,

It’s hypocritical to ask for them to,

When I can’t do the same.

I can’t see, hear, feel, or speak to them,

Because just like I can’t see their faces, they…

They can’t see mine either.

They can’t see my face.

 

written by Saanvi Gutta