What I See
What I see is oh so strange
An entire world passing by
I watch, and learn
Thoughts move, beneath the eye
What I see, is a crowd walking on
For friends and family they change themselves
Morals, honesty pass through the veil
Acceptance surely is the remedy
What I see is a person so lost
Afraid, mistaken, lost with the sky
But there is hope for them
An honest soul dwells inside
What I see is an opportunity
A chance for mice and men
To see that they have left
Where they should have been
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