What's What? Poem by Shannon Monroe

People of all ages, listen to my plea and hear my screams.
Hear my cries for help and reach out to help me.
What else must I do to carry out my plea for help?
What must I do to get your attention?
What else can I do besides carry out my plans?
What else should I do?
Everything that I do seems to be wrong.
People are seeing me through thier own judgements and seeing that
I can't do any better.
But I feel and see that they are wrong. It just seems like they are
steadily putting me down,
But I keep lifting myself up with nobody to help me out.
I have only one true friend and one true love.
Besides, there's nothing and nobody else who can help me.
So why?
Why let them continue thier bad judgements bring me down?
When I know that I am so much better then those who feel bad about
themselves. who continue to see only the negative things that I do and
not the positive?
What's what?