blayne

I wrote this Poem a bit ago... but it applies to how i feel today...

I look in the mirror
every morning i wake up
I see a girl who's ugly
and who doesn't open up
I see a girl who's angry
and who doesn't really care
I see a girl who wants to love
but has nothing to share

But Maybe if I saw myself
Through your eyes
Maybe if I saw myself
I would not have to cry
Maybe if I saw myself
I would not want to die
And maybe all I need to do
Is see things through your eyes

'Cause Things that I see
You will never
Things that I see
You won't ever
And things that I know
Cannot be true
Because things seen through these eyes
are not the same things seen by you

Because you don't see things
like I see them
you can't see things As I preceive them
And You don't know the ugliness
the Ugliness Shown through these eyes

It's all an Image
It's all So Fake
It's Never Something
I should have to take
I'ts all a Game
And It's All lies
It's all fucked up
What I see through these eyes

And Maybe I don't Know
What should be considered Real
And Maybe I don't really know
exactly what I feel
I wish that I could see the things
that you say you can see
And maybe someday I will see these things
and then finally be free

But Maybe if I saw myself
Through your eyes
Maybe if I saw myself
I would not have to cry
And Maybe if I saw myself
I would not want to die
and maybe all I need to do
Is see things through your eyes
Because Maybe all I need to do
is see things through your eyes

Much Love To All,
~Blayne