Do I really belong in this world?
I am here, but I'm not.
You see me with your own eyes
But am I really a part of this?

I'm rejected by all, connected with none
I'll still be here when everything is done.

Take me home with you
Maybe that's where I'll fit in
Welcome to my world
Everything exists within

I sigh, I cry, I am physically real
Mentally so, it is as if though
I'm gone, and everything around me as well

My soul is seen within my eyes
The color reflects the mood
Silver to black, green to blue
The eyes will always hold what's true...