See So Much Poem by Elizabeth Clement

You see the look of dread,
On my face,
As you wonder to yourself,
What’s going through that head.

You see the sadness in my eyes,
Oh, how you love my eyes,
When they are not clouded by tears.

You see the pain,
It’s written on my wrists,
In never fading scars.
That are the reminders,
That you should not be forgotten
Even if I have been.

You see so much
But don’t see a thing
Not my sadness,
Not my scars,
Not my love for you.

I want
you to see so much,
But you don’t see a thing.