Can you hear me without talking..
Can you see me without looking..
Can you feel me without touching..
And can taste my lip gloss?

Can you smell me when am not around..
Will you notice if I’ll lose a pound..
Will you pick me up when I am down..
Accept my predicaments and pathos?

Will you realize that I am blabbering..
When you are near I am blushing..
Straightened hairs yet am curling..
And find patterns in my chaos?