Eyes To the Soul

Eyes to the soul, is that true, I wonder, is that why I don't look up? To keep my inner most deep thoughts under lock and key? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then why aren't I blooming about for all to see? Good thongs come to those who wait, yet, here I am still waiting, what's wrong with me? You must let people see the good inside you, let them judge for themselves, I can't stand much longer for this good times to come. My eyes are closed for those to see me, it's nothing grand, what do I have to offer that others haven't already seen? Same thing, different day, nothing really important to say, if you truly want to see inside my soul, take me by the shoulders, turn.me around, lift my chin up to your face, and you will see, a lifetime of tears come falling down like spring rain, for I have been without human compassion for way too many year's.......