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The things I've seen


Growing up I've seen many things.

Things that cause pain,

things that leave scars,

things that bring tears and screams in the dark.

Childhood stolen,

innocence taken,

an outcast fored to view.

The sights seen made me different.

I think different,

act different, 

I see the world different.

Looking around I never fit in.

Always diferent from the others.

Yet, seeing doesn't have to affect living

I don't have to see differet as bad.

I can see how i want, even if i can't see what i want.

I can use what I have seen to help others.

Empythize

I can use my control on vision to purify my life

Unstead of looking around and seeing the dark,

I can look up and see the light.

 
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