Sometimes

Sometimes,
I don't think that people understand how I feel,
When they do something,
Or even say something,
Affects me in some way.

Sometimes,
Even a gesture of touching my hairband on my hair,
Made me blush and wonder,
Why they did that.

Sometimes,
They ignore me after an awkward experience together,
Or even talk to me like a friendly person when others are around.

Sometimes,
I just wanna feel important,
Just visible in a specific person's eyes,
Just so they can see and smile to me.

Sometimes,
I wanna have mind-reading power,
Just to know,
What people are really thinking,
Even hurtful and painful ones.

Sometimes,
I just wanna feel like I'm there....