the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
the eyes that had worn me and torn my insides from the outside in
the eyes that would cry
the eyes that would not let me cry
or hiccup or cough or make any sign that i was alive
but why?
the eyes that were scared of watching my silence and so they enforced it to scar themselves but instead scarred me
the eyes that wanted to see me suffer, see the child so broken and barely formed, the egg you laid, the egg you break, i'm broken and in pain and the eyes
the eyes that wanted to not let me cry, cry out and scream for help, cry and cry and tears roll from my eyes to my cheek, my eyes, those eyes, the eyes.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
the eyes that would find me twisted and weak and make me stand up, for worse or for better, for every day and week that passed by, i grew more and more weak and i couldn't rest from the eyes
the eyes that i, i made them cry, in turn they turned and wished me goodbye as they tucked me in to my bed of warm and soft blankets of misery and wear, the eyes that had brushed and tucked my hair behind my head and laid it down on the pillow to dream.
the eyes in turn would cause me pain, in words, in hurt, in screams and slaps and day by day i wore away from the child you would say that you had made into this thing that i am now, the thing the eyes create.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
the eyes that ruined me, assumed i was fine when they knew i wasnt,
the eyes that hurt and harmed and beat me into a pulp for you to stomp on, took away the things i loved and needed, my friends, my privacy, myself.
the eyes that forced me into a space in which i had never felt so small, the eyes that looked at me like a fish in a zoo because to you, i was nothing but an animal, i am nothing but a toy to played with and thrown around.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
the eyes that said i am not a child, i am an object, i am yours but why should i be, why when "yours" is a title i would and have hurt myself for owning. i own nothing, everything that is mine is the eyes' and the eyes take and take and give so little, they say, you say, you give me food and a roof but i never asked for that.
the eyes that are yours, but they were hers. you are not her anymore but the eyes, the eyes have stayed the same, the eyes will never change so how, how can i hug those arms that have beat me into such a poor and pathetic creature, how can i look into those eyes,
the eyes that weep and fall for me now but were so bright and raging with an anger that fed on my fear, the seed you planted in me the day you pushed me to join this world.
you pushed me then and you still do now, you shove and toss me round and round and laugh when i scream and beg, i never asked to be here so why do you so constantly use it against me? i would trade the world to be rid of myself and still you act as if i own this world but i am nothing but your son.
i am not your son, the world revolves around the sun and i have never been so cold as when you are near.
are you near, or are you far, the eyes are right here but you do not hear a word i have said for the past fourteen years, i just want to be heard and i want to be seen but not by
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
the eyes that have pushed me from a swing, from a roof, from a tree, from their heart.
you say you love me but the eyes
the eyes have never held love in them.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes
the eyes that i dreamed would die
the eyes that made me die except, it wasn't me, they killed her but i'm standing right here and all you need to do is see.
see that i am by your side, i will try, i've been trying but it's hard to try when i wish to die, when i wish to fall into your arms but not the arms of the eyes.
the eyes that i thought had died
the eyes that i would wish would die
the eyes that i could never be without.
i cried and cried because i didn't want you gone but
gods, not the eyes.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes
the eyes
your eyes
but they aren't you, they never have been and never can be
you can change, you have changed, you have grown and flowered so beautifully into somebody i can love
but you'll never change the eyes.
the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.