What do you see 

I want the ground to swallow me up,

I see you all staring

Waging that finger.

Your judging eyes only see

What is in front of you

You can’t see the pain

Of wishing to vanish

To get away from this rubbish.

No one tells you in these

Parents classes,

How to be when your standing there

All alone in this mindfield

Of confusion and misery.