Look Farther

They always tell me "stop seeing what isn't there" I say, look harder... past the appearance... through to the bare They look at me confused, stuck like a deer in a glare Seemingly refusing to adjust their stare Still dumbfounded they ask "where?" I say, past the acrylic nails, color contacts, and extensions of hair Past the skimpy dressed body shaped like a pear Past the facade of "I don't care" Into the soul that's experienced a couple of tears Into a life that's had to walk through the devil's lair Without judgement, to see a human being, to you I dare