His eyes see through me.
Not to my heart.
No.
Just through.

I have the gift of invisibilty.
Oh, did I not tell you?
I only just found out.
Its a funny gift though.
I have no control.
I only appear when he wants me to.

To change a diaper
to dry a tear
to hear a rant
to cure a need.

I've learned to understand his ways.

Speak only when spoken to.
Don't rock the boat.
Succumb when needed.
Love a life of emotional lonliness.