I meet your eyes, you don't even see me
You hardly respond when I whisper hello
Could be my soul mate, two kindred spirits
Maybe we're not I guess we'll never know
My own mother, you carried me in you
Now you see nothing but what I wear
People ask you how I am doing
You smile and nod don't let it end there
Put me underneath God's sky and know me
Don't just see me with your eyes
Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul
•Thirteen Reasons Why poem
by Hannah Baker•