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Me

you cannot see me for who I am
You only see what I have become
you do not see a proud soldier or a family man
you see a broken man
limping, strugling beaten by life.

You cannot see me 
you can see my disability
I am more than a limp
I am more than a crutch. 

Look at me without my limp
look at me and see me
I am still human and dont need sympathy
I just want to be seen.

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  1. Date: 11/23/2009 12:59:00 PM

    soup mail

  1. Date: 11/1/2009 12:58:00 PM

    Yes we all want to be seen and loved warts and all. I am a massage therapist. I believe that to me one of my most important jobs letting people feel loved as humans warts & all. Maybe a near by healer/massage therapist can help? light & Love

  1. Date: 10/14/2009 3:31:00 AM

    Good presentation of an idea. We should always look for the real person underneath whatever we see at first impression. Keep writing. Sara

  1. Date: 10/7/2009 9:31:00 AM

    the real you still remains that part that can not be seen with the naked eyes.Highly moralistic poem.cheers.

  1. Date: 9/25/2009 12:08:00 AM

    i can SEE you without your disability quite clearly and i know that is not enough but know that the ones that are the ones that that are lucky enough to have you will be able to see over those things. this is one thing i can tell you that i know for sure. you poem is very clearly expressive and passionate. janetta.

  1. Date: 6/21/2009 3:53:00 PM

    Yes we are more than the sum of our parts! Light & Love