Deep In Those Eyes

What do you see,

When you look into your eyes?

All happy sunshine?

Or you have to sigh?

Do you feel so fake?

Like your blood is made of lies?

Or do people make you feel,

Annoying and worthless like flies?

To deep a feeling to conquer,

You consume your innerself,

So locked up in emotions,

You silently scream for help,

You write your feelings,

In tears at night,

And whisper your prayers,

Hoping they take flight,

Written on the wind,

Your thoughts they wonder,

Clouds of confusion,

Clutter and thunder,

Deep in those eyes,

Someone will plunder.

James Woodside

Copywright 2006