Look... And Be Seen (I Smiled For The First Time) Poem by Leslie Alexis

I always was alone
I disliked it at first, but it grew on me
It has become my comfort place:
To be alone - I am taken to the calm of it.
I remember when I cared - looking out my window, I would see crowds -
Friends: having fun: laughing…
I remember wanting to be there
I remember wanting to laugh - wanting to smile sometime.
But that time never came, so I settled, settled for less.
I remember, remember perfectly -
Once they looked like me,
They were not smiling - one was laying on the ground, drooling like a tired dog, another was
bleeding.
I saw them, and they looked like me -
I smiled for the first time.

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis