Here, take a look through my eyes
Understand how the light bouncing off my retinas paints the world

People carry a shine from inside of their bodies
They are beautiful,
Not because of their whitened teeth, smattered freckles or bouncing ponytails
But because they all are stories waiting to be read
And because of how they react when you smile at them

When you walk down the street and the breeze whispers at your back,
you can't help but marvel at the fact that
you're on a planet, one planet of a whole universe
and so is the bird off to your right and that tree with its berries so high above

All you want is to be a good person
Make others happy

And then there's the dark stuff
the stuff you can't touch unless you're alone
the darkness you always see out of the corner of your eyes
ever so slightly tinting all that it is surrounded by

See through my eyes, and maybe you'll understand
This is my world
This is what I see, who I am and who I want to be
This is my world