Please See Me

Please see me As a friend, and as a common skeleton, for ebony is a strong wood. I am too a son, look past the flesh you see. And when you see me, it need not be in glee, For I have made my mistakes. I just ask if you could Please see me. We are berth from a similar cradle, in a similar tree. But we are misunderstood. I am too a son, look past the flesh you see. Mr. King had a dream that one day we Will walk hand in hand. If only you would Please see me. I too have dreamt a dream that we will be free. That we will escape this heat for good. I am too a son, look past the flesh you see. I am hopeful you will one day agree To move into a new day of adulthood. Please see me, I am too a son, look past the flesh you see.