Eyes are the windows to one's heart,
But can eyes always be trusted?

Life is a metamorphosis,
A cycle with different stages,
Stages depending on your emotions,
Emotions that are unstable,

My eyes can tell you different stories,
Rage, when I am wronged,
Sweet, when I am kind,
Beautiful, most of the time,

When I look at my eyes,
Through the mirror when I gaze,
I can't read my heart,
Nor my soul at phase,

When I look at someone else,
All I can sense is pain,
Pretence is so hard to be read,
'Cause people can control,
Control their eyes,
To not show any emotions....

So eyes may be the windows to one's heart,
But can you really read them right?

--- Anonymous 👀👀👀
(S. N.S)