What Do You See

When you look at me, listen to me,

what do you see? What do you hear?

Do you see me as I am? Hear what I say?

Or hear what you want to hear,

and see only what you want to see?

Do you first see the color of my skin,

or the way I comb my hair,

the home that I live in ,

or the clothes I wear?

Or will you take time to meet the woman within?

I don't want to tell you the trouble I've seen

the hurt I've suffered or hard times I lived through

But I want to tell you that through it all

I always did what I had to do

and always held on to hopes and dreams.

But while you may judge me, laugh when I cry,

(what gives you that right?)

you've never walked in my shoes through the murky night,

Wait, listen, just look at the world through my eyes.

Look back through the years with me,

hear what I say, not just what you want to hear.

Imagine the things I tell happening to you,

how you would cope, and tell me honestly

could you have held on to your dream?

Or perhaps, just perhaps,

might you have done worse than me?

Can you be sure?

Yes, you'd have tried, kept your dream alive,

you'd have wept, as I did, and grown stronger

with each falling tear, learned to live each day

accept it, do the best you could,

and looked at the world through only your eyes.

So Please don't judge me by gossip and lies

color of skin or the clothes I might wear.

Just take time to listen , hear what I say

walk in my shoes, if for only one day

but most important,

look at the world through my eyes.

Just for a day, see, with MY eyes.

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