not through me

         
  Look at me, not through me,
For who I am!
  Do I scare you?
  And look around me, and at what's left of my soul,
for even it runs from me.
  Why walk away, most of them do.
  How can others understand,
And what I have yet to.
  Why not even take a flight with me,
  We look down on what it is,
And what it was,
And land on what it always will be,
  Not Through Me!