with my eyes
I see how many people feel
and understand
their pain is very real.
with my eyes
I see their hard times
as they walk the streets
in search of dimes.
with my eyes
I see the rich, with all the money
tease the poor
and think it's funny.
with my eyes
I see them try
and when they lose
break down and cry.
with my eyes
I understand
and try to give
a helping hand.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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