Dad You Look So Deep Into My Eyes

EYES DAD, YOU LOOK SO DEEP INTO MY EYES, AS IF YOU SEEK MY SOUL, I KNOW, IT BOTHERS YOU AND ME FOR WHOM I SEEK CANNOT BE THERE, IS HE, OR ANYWHERE? BUT IN THE UNRESOLVED DEPTH OR SHALLOW PART OF ME AS I WANDER, WONDER AND I ALWAYS LOOK TO SEE IF YOU HURT AS ME CAN I SEE THE CONNECTION? , IS IT A GIFT, TO SEE OTHERS PAIN? WHAT THE GAIN, THE OLD REFRAIN. SEEING, SEEKING, THEIRS, TO COVER MINE, THE URGE TO RESCUE YOU INSTEAD OF ME CAN IT BE A GIFT OR BURDEN? ARE THEY THE SAME I KNOW IN THE EYES I SEEK, THE ANSWER IS, OBVIOUSLY, THE LOVE OF ME THAT I COULD NEVER FIND EVAN THOUGH IT WAS THERE HIDDEN BEHIND THOSE DEEP SET AND DARK BROWN EYES AMONGST THE TRUTH AND LIES NOW IT COMES TO THIS CAN I RESCUE YOU OR HE IS THIS THE ME I’M SUPPOSED TO BE THE RESCUER, WHO SEEKS HIS WHAT IN YOUR WHERE MY TRUTH, ISN’T THERE IT’S ISN’T IT? IN CREATIVITY CAN I LEND A HAND AND REACH A SOUL BY TELLING A STORY THAT COMES FROM OUT MY TRUTH THEY MAY NOT UNDERSTAND NEVER MIND, TYPE AND PRINT BE GLAD THE STORIES TOLD ARE OF MOST IMPORT TO ME