copy change of "i sit and look out" by walt whitman
version 1
I sit and look out upon the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame,
I hear silent devastated screams from within teen souls, while hating themselves,
I see the camouflage walls around them, built with pain, tears, scars and fears,
I see the sparkle of their eyes and see the truth; they are nothing but a lost soul searching for themselves.
I mark the rankling of jealous and unrequited love in my soul as I see I am not the only one who holds this feeling near,
I see the effects of hatred, rejection, pained into their bodies, the one's who believe tehy're a lost cause.
I observe the depression in my heart, I observe teens slowly dying inside, losing hope with every strife.
I observe the pain that has left scars on the bodies that belong to the greatest people in my life,
All these-all the meanness and agony without end I sitting look out upon,
See, hear, cry and remain silent.
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version 2
I sit and gaze out upon the struggles of our teen lives, and upon all ecstasy and desolation,
I hear unspoken prayers from within hearts, filled with anticipation, empty of fear;
I see, in diffused light, the dreamer now with tears in her eyes, now emptied by false illusions, fearful, wounded, incompetent, disoriented, perplexed;
I see the hopeless romantic shattered by her mind—I see her slithering into depression;
I mark the pain from this unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see this attempt through the darkened makeup, through her pessimistic outlook of life;
I see the strong willed girl, now walking out on life—I see a confused and unsupported life;
I observe a life-deafening mistake—I observe a girl with the gift to survive making the biggest mistake of her life;
I observe hollowness and confusion all since she fell for that untouchable guy,
All these unreturned feelings, with the hidden prayer to find love in this guy, without end, I sitting, gaze out upon,
Being this girl I see, living the life I hear, crying in the same way, I remain hidden, I have nothing to say.