Behind your eyes lies a secret part of you,
a secret part of you that tells all.
Your hidden fears..
(something you will never share with me)
Your unshed tears..
(a side you will never expose to me)
Your heartache and pain..
(a piece of you hidden beneath your unyielding pride)
Your fight and your strain..
(a part of your past you leave forbidden, a part you hide)
When push comes to shove,
you prefer to stand up and fight,
even if what you're fighting is nowhere in sight.
You're fighting the invisible,
pushing away the inevitable.
Do you like to feel important,
to be known?
Even if the cost is being alone?
You may have a reputation,
a reputation as one not to be messed with..
But what does that matter?
You're still running that never ending race,
trying to get there first.
Forever looking for something,
as if you're dying of thirst.
Continuously trying to be the best,
constantly pushing yourself into an endless rest.
You knew what you were going to say and do,
before it was ever said and done.
You like to play games and have fun,
always thinking because of what you're capable of doing means you've won.
But let me ask you this,
what do you REALLY win?
A friend for an hour or two?
A girl who will spend a few nights with you?
Then what?
You're left alone again.
What's left to do?
Now if you will.
let me ask you this last question.
Will you one day tell me what lies behind your eyes?
