Light-Bringers Few (a poem)

[PippinTook]

Ok, this is my first poem, so obviously its pretty rough, and I dont really know how good it is, so thats why I posted it up here with some hope of critique. I wrote this poem when I was frusterated that I couldn't get people to understand the way I think or listen to what I say even though it means a lot to me, and how I felt helpless and lost and stuff. So, I'd loooove some feedback, it makes it 10x funner to write when you know people have read your work.

Light-Bringers Few

People scream and people cry
People keep on asking why.
Am I the only one?
The only one who sees the truth
The only one to see the light
The only one to get it right?
In a world so dark and lost
Does no one know he paid the cost?
What do I do, what do I say?
Was it all supposed to be this way?
I nearly feel as dark as the rest
And I am the one who must pass the test.
Am I strong enough to carry it out?
I am afraid I am not that stout.
I’m hurt inside from the loss I find,
Can no one understand my mind?
Can no one see the way I see?
Does no one see the light like me?
Some I see are light-seers too,
Can we help them all with such a few?
I’m afraid I’m not that brave,
To try to talk when they rant and rave.
Can we make them see like we do?
Can we make them light-seers too?
I’m afraid to try, afraid of what I’ll find,
Can we make them see, those so unkind?
But us few, though few we may be,
Have the light with us, us seers who see.
So now everything is a little brighter
It’s all just a little bit lighter
And it’s enough to carry me through,
And I know, I’m safe with you.
We may not make them all see like we do,
But we will try our best, us light-bringers few.