Here I Sit Lyrics Critique - Country

by Alan
(Idaho)

I see that little girl
As she makes her way to school
I see the bruises she tries to hide
Everyone else can see them too

It aint hard to figure out
Why she leaves so early, comes home so late
She's just looking for anyway out
Of that place she's come to hate

Lord knows I wanna help
I wanna see those eyes relit
But its easier to close my own
So here I sit

I see that teenage girl
Hide her sadness with her anger
She still tries to find herself
But all she finds is a stranger

The track marks on her arm
Stand out all too clear
She silently cries out for help
Loud enough for all to hear

Lord knows I wanna help
I wanna see those eyes relit
But its easier to close my own
So here I sit

I see that hooker on the corner
I see the scars that mark her soul
She walked through life abused and forgotten
And it took a heavy toll

The eyes that once cried out to the world
Now seem so empty and bland
But she still needs and wants someone to save her
Anyone to stop and lend a hand

Lord knows I wanna help
I wanna see those eyes relit
But its easier to close my own
So here I sit