Eyes
Eyes are the window to the soul they say.
What, my eyes show this day?
Sorrow, memories, pain
Every day of rain.
Why?
Rough life is
Not for all showbiz.
Hard, cruel, unkind
People trying to brainwash my mind
I see things in a different way
And man, the things people say!
It hurts
They are curt
No regard for me
Still, you I see.
I am sad
They are glad
But I hide it
Cover my pain with wit
But my eyes betray my secrets and pain.