Look At Me Poem by Patricia Kelley

You look at me like I’m someone you don’t know.
What is it that’s dividing us a part.
Can you feel it?
I can tell it.
Our love isn’t what it used to be
I remember a time when I spoke to you.
You couldn’t take your eyes off me.
And, now you hardly look at me.
What is it that’s making you turn away?
What have I done?
What’s going wrong?
I tried everything to be the woman you wanted me to be.
But, sometimes I just can’t measure up to be what you want me to be.
I tried fixing myself up with all the makeup.
But, sometimes I just want to be me.
I’m not the fancy kind of gal that goes and gets her hair done.
My hair is usually wild and down.
How can I make you want to look at me again?
I don’t always wear eye-makeup.
I don’t always wear high-heeled shoes.
I don’t like feeling toe jam.
Sometimes, I like feeling me silly and simple.
Why can’t you tell that I’m hurting?
This pain is flirting.
Why do I feel like I’m walking alone feeling this pain?
Oh, let it rain.
Let it rain.
That I can feel your eyes peeling back the layers of my pain.
Oh, let it rain.
Where I’m not walking alone in the rain!
Look at me with my hair down.
Before this relationship is blown.