People see me and look the other way.
They think I don’t feel or experience my day.
They talk about me, like I am not there.
They talk about me, and have no care.
I may not be able to speak in voice.
Life did not offer me that choice.
Though I am yelling! Can’t you hear?!
I use my eyes and use my tears.
I feel, I touch, I bleed.
I laugh, I cry, I need.
Open your eyes! Can’t you see?
I am aware, I am a human in need.
In need of love.
In need of light.
In need of care.
In need of sight.
I am a human in need.
I open my heart to you… can you feel it bleed?