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I have different eyes


I have different eyes, you see It's not because they're blue like the sea My eyes have special powers I can try to stare for hours If I try it will only fuzz my mind more Ill explain, there is something wrong with its core I look at a book and see nothing but squiggles and symbols It gives me nothing but the trembles My eyes can turn letters into shapes But I don't mind because I will defy the rates Many people with my kind of eyes never want to read or write But I don't want them in my sight I have over come my eyes power Because I am no coward
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