Like Me

She was lost..

Just like me

That skinny little girl was

Just. Like. Me.

I could see her bones though her skin

I could see the pain on her skin

I wanted to be strong for her

Because she couldn't be strong for herself.

I pitied the little girl who looked just like me

She sat on the the steps not moving

It seemed like she had never moved from that spot

When I looked into her eyes

I could see eyes that looked like they haven't cried for awhile

She was brave.

Brave just like me.

I wanted to yell at those who didn't pay her no mind

Who just walked past like she wasn't even there

It made me mad of their lack of awareness

Don't they see the damaged little girl

With crust on her feet...

The dirt on her shoulders...

The worms in her hair...

The wax on her ears...

Don't they see what I see?

I see that little girl,

The lost look in her eyes,

Who looked like she gave up on the world...

If they don't see,

That skinny little girl..

Sitting on the steps...

How will they ever know,

That she was me.