If my eyes are the window to my soul,
What do you see?
Do you see the the pain
And the fears?
Do you see the scars,
And the tears?
Unshed, holding back everything.
If my eyes are the window to my soul,
Do you see the demons
Behind my walls?
Do you see my shields
Ready to burst, to fall?
Down, waiting for a push, a shove.
If the eyes are the window to my soul,
Then no one is looking.
They don't see anything,
How hard I try.
They don't see anything,
Leaving my soul to die.
Behind the window, behind my eyes.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
If my eyes are the window to my soul,
What do you see?
Do you see the the pain
And the fears?
Do you see the scars,
And the tears?
Unshed, holding back everything.
If my eyes are the window to my soul,
Do you see the demons
Behind my walls?
Do you see my shields
Ready to burst, to fall?
Down, waiting for a push, a shove.
If the eyes are the window to my soul,
Then no one is looking.
They don't see anything,
How hard I try.
They don't see anything,
Leaving my soul to die.
Behind the window, behind my eyes.
