I’ve been looking through these raindrops, a morphed sense of life I see. A looking glass of deceit, and all these horrors that I’ve seen. The fake and frosted lenses that cover these hazel eyes. They hide the truth so all I know is surrounded with your lies. In an effort at normality, I’ve been stuck here in between. Its time to mold these mirrors into how this life should be.
~heart & soul~