The Man Upstairs

Sometimes I feel blind, like I cannot see
But the world sees him, and also sees her
The world ignores me, and never sees me
But the world shields them, while I remain blurred.

Every single day continues to go,
I don't seem to be in anyone's sight,
Should I just sit back and continue so,
Just to get someone’s attention, I might.

But I know I'm ok giving all my best,
So no one should look and see my bloom tears,
I need to just rest because it’s a test,
Because I believe someone out there hears

He lives up the stairs and he sits up high,
And I know truly that he hears my cries.


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