SLECHTHART
I don't want to be seen, but I yearn to be noticed
It’s like a quiet desire, lingering in the shadows. A part of you wants to stay hidden, to blend into the background, while another part longs for recognition, for someone to truly see you. It’s a push and pull—between anonymity and a desire to be acknowledged. You move through the world, quietly hoping someone notices the parts of you that go unsaid, the parts only hinted at beneath the surface. It’s not about fame or attention, but something deeper—a wish for understanding, for connection, even if it’s just a fleeting moment.
