I saw my dreams
crushed through a different
perspective.
Lived Life from someone else's
point of view.
The eyes are the
window to the soul
maybe,
unless you're looking
through dead eyes.
What you see is apprehension.
Don't fret instead
get ardent
about the words
for which I speak.
I wont let the sophomoric mind
chastise me
I will remember that
indemnity will be sought
for those who harmed me.
