Counselor

Do you see me?

Their eyes are empty, their motions are forced, their speech rehearsed. I know this a reflection, but I must go on. I am frightened, but I must go on. But you call my name as I turn away.

Do you see me?

Your eyes are not like theirs. Your voice is not my own. You are real, and you are with me. I am not alone.

Do I see you?