I Am Looking At You, Your Looking At Me Poem by Steven Robinson

I'm looking at me, you're looking at him, she’s looking at you, I am looking at them, they are looking at us, and we are talking about the whole bunch of them.

She's looking at me, you're looking at her, he's looking at you, I am judging them, they are judging us, we are not like them, and they are not like us.

He's looking at me, you're looking at them, they are looking at us, and we want to be them. They want to be us; we are in the same boat, what's all the fuss.

They're looking at you, they don't see me, they see each other and what’s it going to be? She is not counted, he is discounted, why has the pressure mounted?

We are all in the same race, the human race. We are all skin and bone, but skin deep we have our dreams and each to his own I think.