Poem -

If They Saw Me

Here comes another way 
For them to break me down
Here comes another day
Another chance to wear the crown
Here comes another day 
For them to break my walls 
It's the only thing 
Protecting what's left of my heart 

But I'm not that different
I'm not so unjustified 
Theres not much to compare
Between you and I 

When will they see 
When will they learn 
Why don't they build 
Instead of burn 
Would they see me
If I was the last one standing there
Would they pass me by
Would they care 
If they saw me 

One more wish
For one more day 
One more try
To find my way
I can get by 
On my own 
With just my bag
And a heart of stone

But I'm not that different
I'm not so unjustified 
Theres not much to compare
Between you and I 

When will they see 
When will they learn 
Why don't they build 
Instead of burn 
Would they see me
If I was the last one standing there
Would they pass me by
Would they care 
If they saw me 

They're so afraid 
To see what I can be
Would they think differently
If they met the real me 
Underneath this rough 
And weary bum 
There's a heart
That wants to learn to love 

When will they see 
When will they learn 
Why don't they build 
Instead of burn 
Would they see me
If I was the last one standing there
Would they pass me by
Would they care 
If they saw me

Would they see somebody 
More than just a nobody 
If they saw me

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