With selfish eyes
I want these two
or these three
or these four,
to know that I'm weak,
that I'm sick,
and I'm poor.
Then I want to use
them in vain
for my pain,
and speak with just actions
when I can't explain.
You think they might figure me out?
You think that my eyes
might bring them some doubt?
When it hurts just to blink,
you think that I care what you think?
I'm sorry
I'm weak.
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