The Hidden I

I hide my eyes behind dark glass Paint weird colors on my hair Day and night with a painter’s brush I try if I can catch a stare! I want to be noticed, I want to be seen I want to rise high I want to be admired, I’m so keen To be a star among stars of the sky! All those layers of colored grease Give me a space to hide The hidden ‘I’ say, ‘Love me please, Take me for a trail blazing ride’! I want to be noticed, I want to be heard But who the hell is that ‘I’? I’m still on the lookout and I’ve grave doubt If ever I shall know it, if ever afore I die!