What She Sees

June 7, 2013
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I guess I’m too good at seeing reality
To be able to see what she sees
When she looks inside her fairytales
And sees pink princesses and perfect princes.
She sees hope in the clouds
As she dances in the rain,
Unaware of a broken world’s pain.

I see the ghetto, she just sees buildings.
I see the sky, she sees endlessness.
I see an imperfect child and she sees a playmate
I see cement and she sees a canvas
I see depression and plague-like aggression,
While she sees beauty and hope.
And supposedly I’m the educated one.

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Kenzico This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 24, 2013 at 7:13 pm
I really like this, its hard to describe, it just transports me.
ClaireWritesStuff said...
Jul. 14, 2013 at 7:43 am
This piece is gorgeous! There was something about it (not sure what it was) that made me feel as if I could connect to it. I love how the girl who saw 'beauty and hope' was juxtaposed to the girl who saw the world in a darker way, and how you structured everything. The last sentence was strong too, which is important in written works like these :) Well done!
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