Sad eyes
only see
Dull rainbows

It's twelve in the morning,
these thoughts don't have enough space
It screams for a peaceful life
yet craves for endless ideas
I'm not crazy, I am just aware
That people will leave
when they are tired of you
Believe me,
they can and they will.

my mother always told me
that blue eyes were dangerous
and I assured her
that I would be careful
that I would never get addicted
and yet here I am
lost in yours
and unable to find home

And then I realized
that after many years
of blurry visions
you were the glasses
I'd been missing