Eyes Open
I live my life where I can't see
I try to draw myself a picture but as I try I can't draw me
I wish that I could image the world as it true form
A lot of the time my eyes feel like a dark storm
I can't seem to escape or truth I don't want too
I always thought I was different until I met you
You had the ability to open my eyes
I came to the realization you became my sunrise
I always thought I needed color or picture to see
You showed me I don't these to be able to be free
Copyright © Heather Hans | Year Posted 2018
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