eyes

those eyes.. are gentle.. are staring.. are glowing..

those eyes.. they scare me, they excite me..

a lot in them.. some I can tell, some I can't..

sometimes.. there are these butterflies..

but sometimes.. I wish it were normal again..

so I dont know.. I dont know..

I wonder if they're in pain.. wonder if they bleed..

I am confused..

I wanna hide..

I wanna stay..