open your eyes

no one sees the homeless child
needing clothes and a warm meal.
no one sees the old woman
mourning the loss of her son in iraq.
no one notices the girl slowly cutting her wrists
with broken glass she found on the side of the road.
no one sees the boy fighting off his assailants
as he begins to bleed to death.
no one sees the woman
being raped at home.
no one sees shit anymore
unless it affects them directly.
i'm tired of it.
Open your eyes.
i was the girl cutting her wrists,
wanting to die because no one saw me drowning.
i was the girl being raped in her own home,
because no one wanted to help me.
i am the daughter headed to iraq.
who will comfort my mother when i don't return?
we are the homeless children
wandering around in search of someone to take noticed