Photographs of Myself

I want you to take my picture

To capture

I want to see myself the way you see me

So that I don’t see through the thick walls I put up.

The truth of who I am lies in the photographs taken of me

No lies, no masks, just me.

Put simply,

I want to be remembered,

And it wouldn't hurt for me to remember myself too.

I feel blue,

But in depictions of me scrawled on paper,

I see truth.

I don’t see you.

When I look at pictures I take of myself,

I see parts of me that are affected,

Blackened by the plague that is you,

And I see someone broken into

Invaded,

In such private places.

I want you to take my picture

Because when I look at it,

I don’t want to see you.