I was quiet, but I was not blind.

I saw your dirty looks, but I was too kind to say anything.

I heard your giggles but brushed the fear off.

I saw you whispering ear to ear.

I was quiet, but not blind.

I witnessed my family fight, yet I never stood up for my mom.

I heard them whisper about how ungrateful they think I am.

I saw their flaws, their strengths, every piece that came with them.

I was quiet, but I was not blind.

I noticed how the teachers walked past me, forgetting I was there.

I saw when they forgot to mark me present because my presence was too quiet.

I heard them talk about how I have potential if I just stood up for myself.

I was quiet, but I was not blind.