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  • Writer's pictureKyx

pick me

sometimes i'm invisible

other days i'm invincible

i'm unseen, indisputable

so i’m indestructible

but please give me love

or i'll turn so distraught

if i can't fly high enough

to be noticed or caught

so i put up my hand

hoping that when

i do, you'll see me and

my fear will finally end

pick me! pick me!

hoping that you will see

that i am so much more

i'm not shallow, i have lore

but i’m not going to shout

for anyone to pick me out

hey, i don’t need a pick me up

thanks, i can fill my own cup

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