WTF Jamie?

The other day I was in the bathroom at work. Lets say I was studying in a stall. (ok that is usually way too personal for me to talk about but in this case it is relevant) So this guy walks in, uses the bathroom, washes his hands, turns the light off and leaves. Here I am alone in the dark bathroom stall wondering what to do? If I do not hurry to turn on the lights and someone else came in then they would think I was some freak sitting in the bathroom alone with the lights off. It made mad, then it made me think....

Do you even know I am here or do you pretend not to notice. What if I spoke out to you, so you would hear my voice, forcing you to recognize my existence. I know you see me but do you see what is really there? Alas, my voice is silenced by my fear of your rejection. Hoping that one day you will understand how I feel and then speak to me.