Maybe
I ask for help
it's not givin,
I ask for help
still not givin,
I ask for help
it's ignored
I ask for help
It's not considered,
I ask for help
I'm told to figure it out,
I ask for help
no answer,
I ask for help
I'm laughed at,
I ask for help
you walk away
You come back, wondering why I'm upset, why i don't speak, why i don't sit,
why I just lay here not answering you,
Maybe next time consider listening, with not just your ears but as your eyes as well,
Maybe I never said anything, maybe I don't know how,
Maybe consider seeing whats before you,
looking deeper than what is there in front of you.
Maybe next time, think of others before yourself.
Copyright © Amy Mccabe | Year Posted 2011
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