Narrow Eyes
All you know and see is the glamour. Your narrow eyes,
cannot recognise the struggle.
When their star shines,
you are there
basking in the glow
taking in
praising them
If they can afford to help you,
Your arms reach out.
Until they can no more,
Your idolising re-routes.
Meanwhile, here they are
As they've always been.
The struggle continues.
Their eyes are not like yours,
Their mind works differently
Your cold, small hearts repel
"It should be us"
"We should have thought of it first"
You have your hearts needs fulfilled
While they break a sweat each day.
A piece of their heart in every second, Just to get by.
Your stone won't allow it
Your strength pushes their efforts down.
- written by Nabihah Plaatjes
