"Eyes"
Original poem by Christine Vega
Yes, on the outside I'm smiling and laughing.
But if you stare deeper
into my eyes,
You'll see right
through my little lies.
On the inside I'm dying and cracking.
Bruising, burning, and bleeding.
Searching, confused and
I don't know what to do.
Look into my eyes and you will see the truth.
On the inside I'm dying and cracking.
Bruising, burning, and bleeding.
Searching, confused and
I don't know what to do.
Look into my eyes and you will see the truth.
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