Yesterday..

Yestetday i heard your cry ... Like I was been every day, 
I see it in every way... You try to hide it but you can't fight it. 
You seek to find, help that is blind. 
I watch you in pain, but surly not in vain. 
Your family say I am evil, All they do is shaim
You run from your fears, Your pain and your tears. 
To seek what you can't find, because to you .... help is blind.