'hazel Eyes'
Behind these hazel eyes
You’ll find the disguise
Look beyond the smile,
Deeper even if just for a while
My protected shield
An attempt at being healed
The walls I’ve build around my heart
Years of being judged lead to that part
Gaze beyond the quizzical tone
My heart really isn’t made of stone
The tears that flow
May not always show
Tired of being judge,
Tired of being misjudged
Behind these hazel eyes
You’ll recognize the prize
A receptive soul
That yearns to be console…
@WNN
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2011
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