I don't see the point of your glare
Staring, and calling me unfair
There is no need to feed
My overflowing despair.
You say my eyes seem empty
And lack of emotion,
Well, it was no lie
When they said eyes
Reflect what's inside.
I am not heartless
On the contrary,
I got so much of it
That I can't stand it
Feelling everything
I wish I was hearless.
But what did you expected
I was promised the sky
And got thrown to the ground.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
I don't see the point of your glare
Staring, and calling me unfair
There is no need to feed
My overflowing despair.
You say my eyes seem empty
And lack of emotion,
Well, it was no lie
When they said eyes
Reflect what's inside.
I am not heartless
On the contrary,
I got so much of it
That I can't stand it
Feelling everything
I wish I was hearless.
But what did you expected
I was promised the sky
And got thrown to the ground.
