With Our Eyes

I submitted this for our school poetry project. I wrote it after seeing a fucking awesome spoken word performance and got inspired.
Why
Why
Why is it that we look at only what we see?
Because we look with our minds
And not our eyes, we miss things
You agree?

You miss the fact
That we’re all human
We’re not made to always please

You miss the fact
That I am you and you are I,
And both of us
Are we

But that’s not how we think,
Because it all seems so different
So independent, so free

But you see we’re all the same,
Just different types and flavors

You miss the fact
That it doesn’t matter
What I or you believe
If it serves the same purpose in the end

Why is it you grieve?
Is it because you’re sad, or in pain just like me
We all grieve the same,
We all believe the same
If we get there in the end

Can’t you see
That we all see
But we do it differently

Different colored looking glass
Different colored looking glass
Different colored looking glass
Same image to see

Same view of hope for the future
But holding to the past
Same view of wanting to be better
But not too much
Too Fast

Same subtle signs of rebellion
Same thoughts of incoming light
Same wishing and hoping that
Some day, some way
We could no longer face our plight
We see people all around us
Why don’t they understand?
Don’t they see
Don’t they know
They’re just listening to the man?

But no, do we?
Do we understand them?
or Do we wish them pain?
Like the so-called pain that they give us?

Do we take the time to listen
To what they want to say
Or do we tell them what they want to hear
Just so that they’ll walk away

Do you see the people crying?
The kids sitting all alone?
The girl staring at her phone?
That we’re all slowly dying…
In worlds of our own

But joining the worlds
An impossible task
Some may say,
I’m no idealist

A realist, an optimist
But still I feel kind of pissed
When I think of how much things could be better
And so many tears would be spared

If we all took the time,
To stop being blind
To stop seeing with our mind

To deny ourselves the right to bias
To break down the wall that divides us
To thank those people who provide us
With the outlets that we need
And to search for truth together
It sounds stupid, but whatever
To break the rules
That this oath defies
And see with our eyes

Feedback is appreciated.