feel the warmth on my cheeks.
I can feel the breeze blowing,
I can smell the sweet flowers.
I can hear the children playing,
hear the laughter and fun.
I can hear the babies crying,
hearing their soft mothers voice.
I can touch your face,
feel the smile on your face.
I can touch your soft skin,
the feel of touching your lips.
I can feel it more being alone,
not knowing where I am.
I feel afraid and sad,
not knowing what is up ahead.
I can feel the darkness,
feeel it all around me,
I can feel a little hand,
reaching out to touch me.
I know you see me,
why wont you say hello?
You see me struggle,
why wont you offer help?
I feel the things you feel,
hear the things you hear.
I can smell the things you can,
I just cant see the things you can see.
