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Are You Listening To Me?

You see me, talk to me, you even hear me when I speak;
But my cry for help, within my soul, is overlooked and set aside.
You test me, arrest me, you bless me, while reminding me I’m weak.

My strength, my abilities, my skills and who I am,
You push aside and deny that I too can learn,
that I too can be someone,
that I do listen to what you say to me.

Are You Listening To Me?

Is your agenda greater than reaching out and showing me the way?
I know you can’t make all the difference in my life, but your
in-put can help me have a brighter day.

Are You Listening To Me?

Sometimes I hear so many sounds, from people,
distractions, noises all around,
I’ve tried to filter them out so that I can listen, but no one
takes the time to find out what it is I need.
They know my label, and not my shame.
Please don’t isolate me, I’m not a game.
A person trying with a way that is different, but not bad;
Please try not to make me sad.

Are You Listening To Me?
Years of abuse by families, teachers and friends,
Is there no peace in sight? This madness must end
for me to break forth, and flourish and be given a chance.
I too would like to laugh, and dance, and walk to the beat of a
different drummer.

A successful child I want to be -

Are You Listening To Me?

--Judy H., Adult