If only you can see through my eyes

Then you’d realize the way I feel inside

You’d see through what appears to be

Perfect character’s illusion,

With hidden fantasies.

Deep secrets, too far for hands to reach

Devious eyes my spirit sees

Guilty face and ghostly looks

If only you can feel the pain that my heart feels

When hidden secrets are revealed

A withered rose with petals fallen on the ground

In a sea of tears emotions begin to drown

Cold winter winds where passions become chilled

Until the seasons change, or will time remain still

If only you can see exactly what I see

Blind you have become not able to see me

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