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In Your Eyes

You don't say that you are struggling, But I see it. I see it in your hollow eyes. They give it all away. As if your eyes were the problem. "Oh it's just some faulty eyes." That's the problem. That's why you wish your life away. Because you can't see clearly, But in a way, That is the problem. You can't see. You can't see that there is so much for you to life for. So you must fix your faulty eyes. But don't bother with an eye doctor, Go see a therapist. It will do you more good. But the therapist won't fix it all, Because nothing can, But you can learn to live, Learn to live with faulty eyes, Learn to be happy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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