my eyes

my eyes

see the world

differently

they see it as

the hellhole it is

not as the wonderful place

its cracked up to be

my eyes see

a different beauty

than others

they see the beauty

on the inside

instead of the

fake crap on the outside;

my eyes see

the tears

behind a smile

my eyes see

the pain

behind the mask

my eyes see

what others don’t

they see all

that others ignore

they see what others hide

my eyes are the eyes

of a demon

yet i see the angels side

my eyes





           are all seeing