The World Through My Eyes.
Through my eyes I see,
The angel within me,
The blood of virtue in his veins,
As he casts his divinity.
Through my eyes I see,
The devilish rebel of sin,
As his relentlessness rises,
He only seeks to win.
Through my eyes I see,
The corruption of the world,
Though many seek security,
The truth must be heard.
Through my eyes I see,
A boy my age,
He looks for the answers
To the questions in his head.
Through my eyes I see,
An image in the mirror,
Reflected as my true self,
As the world seems clearer.
Through my eyes I see,
A spirit colored black,
As he speaks his name
He calls himself Zack.
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