Am I too small to see?
Why do I feel like I am never there,
Never been heard and never been noticed?

Am I too small to see?
Where are the answers I want to seek,
Or rather the questions I want to hear?

Am I too small to see?
Am I always absent,
Or is it your heart which is never present?

Day by day,
Week by week,
Month by month
I ponder, I wonder, and I brood over,
Am I too small to see?