We hide in the shadows
holding our fear in the dark
wondering why
          look there first
in the creases of the paper
the folds in the blanket
we are lost
          look there first
we tremble from tension
from staying so very still
soundless
          look there first
we hold our hands behind us
squeezing the things we grasp
white fingered
          look there first
like sand in fists and hands
it will always slip away
little by little
          look there first
we slide onto upper shelves
into closets under boxes
thinking no one sees
          look there first
we believe the darkness
we believe the mask
but not ourselves
          look there first
we are deep within us
so far down
there is no top to see
          look there first

Look and see
we are waiting
always waiting
          to be seen