Behind every persons eyes you see their soul, their personality, fears, memories, and feelings. Behind my eyes you see more than that. You don't see my soul, you see my confusion, despair, loneliness, and anger. Behind my eyes you see an ocean of tears, you see a girl lying in bed crying herself to sleep and bleeding inside. You don't see my soul because it disappears a little bit more everyday. My anger and rage get the best of me, in my heart lies a chamber, a chamber of emotions, about to explode from never been let out, instead of coming out in tears, it comes out as rage, fury, and anger. My soul can bear no more of it, for it is not who I am, and therefore disappears a little everyday. To know how someone is in the inside don't look at their eyes. Look beyond that, look behind their eyes, to find their soul. But you'll never find mine.
