Little child, please
don’t look at me
with hunger in your eye
For I feel it gnawing at my brain
you make my soul to cry
Lonesome old woman
I see myself reflected
in the vacant pools of the rejected.
Turn away from me
you cause my heart to sigh
Crippled young man,
do not reach your hand to me for I have nothing to give.
I cannot change your misery Before I overcome my own.
So, please
Don’t look at me.

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