Father Can't You See?
Ramona L Rigby
Father, Father can't you see,
The sensitive child I am,
I act so tough,
quiet and serine,
on the insid though I weep,
Can you see the beauty,
by looking in my eyes,
open,
open,
open wide,
Father, Father can't you see,
The beautiful person I am,
Do I need to force you to belive,
That I am not a fan,
Of this constant hate,
Flaming disdain,
That you choose to create,
You use against me,
You always whished for a guide to lead,
Said that you never wanted me,
can you see my blood beads,
like sweat and water from the sea,
the sea of tears I've cried?
Can you tell that I want no pain,
Though you remind me,
this worn out refrain,
which stabs my heart,
So I let the tears fall,
Because you belive that you "See all"
Though truly,
you are not that strong,
So Father realize,
the pain that wounds,
is inside myself,
it plans to vandilize my youth,
Open you eyes Father,
to the cold,
deep truth.
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