Through your eyes I have learned much about myself.
That the things I hide inside me are not an illusion.
That my voice is more than worth being listened to.
That my words written are poetry to be read.
I am finally heard.
Through my eyes I see you there no longer just a dream.
You give me hope and strength when you are on your knees.
You think I do not know you carry your own pain.
You guard yourself without need for I already see.
You cannot hide from me.
Through our eyes we see this life going too fast.
This life that has given much to be beholden to.
This life we couldn't have imagined slipping away.
This life of hope for the dreams still unfulfilled.
