It Is A joy To Be Hidden, And A Disaster Not To Be Found.

[Rizzo]

I am here
Don't you see me
If I scream, will you hear?
If I look you in the whites of the eyes?
will you pay attention to me
And if I go crazy until I have no air left?
Even then will I be like a ghost?
like a floating feather,
Dhat no one noticed
Because what is special about her?
I might be like the sky,
But people don't raise their heads anymore.
I'm here,
Touch me i'm right here
Maybe something in me wanted to play hide and seek,
But I didn't want to not be found.