Look

Look me in the eye - do me that courtesy. Pretend to tell me why you cannot hear me. Look me in the eye - give me your best excuse. Tell me there has been a use for this pain that I do not have to feel, I know that you do not. But from my heart I peel the skin from this rot. Look me in the eye - that is all I'm asking you. I know that you don't want to. I know that it's hard for you. Take hold of my hand while you are shaking it, looking for my goodwill, for my approval. While you are letting me down - while you express regret, and while you tell me again about your helplessness. Am I gonna make a fool of myself, am I gonna cry here? I notice that you turn away, and gesture to your volunteers. Don't you know I have come to you? Just like I am supposed to, when there is something you can do. But you are not going to.