"Do You Not See..."

Student
West Ohio Interns
June 2010

Do you not see the pain in my eyes
the hurt I feel, you look at me as
tho I am unaware this life blows,
As is I want my position, not lookin for ways out.
But as you look at me you fail to see what I see.
I see you above me throwing
scraps down, throwing stuff that seems helpful, but the thing
I need is not your scraps of stuff
The hole is too deep for me to climb out, No Rope can help,
No money can buy my way out, No instruction
You can give me will guide me out. How could
possibly know my way out, If you are so high.
Just look at how far we are, Don't look at situations but look at
my eyes, my hands, If you looked at my hand and if you reached down
instead of looking down. Just maybe we can touch and then maybe
we might be able to pull me out.