Behind these eyes, I see the world's sadness and fear.
I see the darkness touching where there once was light.
I see the sorrow fill people up until they can hold no more.
I see the heavy burdens being carried and always added to.
I see the faces that lack emotion.
I see the people who give too much and get too little.
I see people, just the way people are.
Frail, fragile, desperate for help.
And in those people, I see the ones who see what I see.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
Behind these eyes, I see the world's sadness and fear.
I see the darkness touching where there once was light.
I see the sorrow fill people up until they can hold no more.
I see the heavy burdens being carried and always added to.
I see the faces that lack emotion.
I see the people who give too much and get too little.
I see people, just the way people are.
Frail, fragile, desperate for help.
And in those people, I see the ones who see what I see.
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