Eye candy.
In ur eyes im nothing
In ur eyes im worthless
In your eyes im a waste
But in my eyes i try
you could care less
I see the anger in yours and
i feel the fear in mine u can sense it too
You are the wolf i am the lamb
you only see red you crave a feast
I have accepted
We will never see eye to eye
Becuase you are unwilling
To open them
Look around
Find something else to prey on
I think you need glasses
But u alr have them
All u see are my fails and flaws
You have convinced me thats all i am
You have made my eyes blank
Invisioning a diffrent life
A tear escapes them
Qnd like a shark smelling blood
you take the chance
To yelling, to fight
After you blame me
I dont understand the feast you crave you get everyday yet your hunger never fualters
It hurts more than you mean it to. but i dont tell u, im scared
i used to
But iv learned speaking leads to more fights
All i see in your eyes is hunger and anger that u direct only towards me
I only see numbness in mine
Always a blur
We have one thing in comons
They have no soul
But i used to have a soul?
I tell myself its not ur fualt, everyone needs to eat, but im everyone too
I avoid looking at you
Seeing the hurt, the dissapontment,i cuase after in your eyes
I regret my words
People say my eyes r beutiful
Little do u know what theyv gone through
The buety tells a story, the story my lips cannot speak
That spark of joy is lost, i pretend not to notice or care
I fight
I yell
Feading you more
And then i cry
I am starving for love it is all i crave but all i do is fight and push people away scared it wont fufill me and ill always be hungry just like you
Iv comw to the conclusion
Im the bully
Im the wolf
You are the lamb
You are the prey
Or at least you have convinced me you are.
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