look at my eyes

look at my eyes

they are mirrors to my soul

look and see how damaged I am

look and see the damage you did

look and see how you shattered me

look and see how my soul bleeds

because of what you did

because of what you said

because you hit me and beat me

because you said I was nothing and a nobody

My soul cries out for help

help that will never come 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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