The Saddest Thing

You know

when you look at a friend

and see blue skies and wonder

or snowfalls, if you like the winter.

Mostly, what I'm saying,

is that you see potential.

They could be whatever, whomever, whenever.

But they don't see that.

It's the saddest thing.

If a scream would help,

your yell from the bottom of a mountain

would start an avalanche.

Cause you just want them to see,

from your perspective.

From a right perspective;

one not clouded by insecurity,

or their guarded humility,

or whatever it is that's keeping them from seeing.

It's the saddest thing.

How you and me,

we're doubting ourselves.

And there are those--

friends, family, God--

looking at us seeing,

what we don't see.