It drives me crazy how the world could be so oblivious of the flaws that are scattered all around continents or maybe just the blue in his eyes. Excuse me for this ****** poem for I have no idea how these go all i know isΒ Β i have a giant rock on my chest and i have no where else to let it rest except for the blue in his eyes which i cannot but get lost in they get me thinking about all the good the world has to offer they make me forget about the flaws but flaws aren't so bad afterall they're proof nothing's perfect just like this poem just like him.