Monsters
When I look into your eyes, I see stars.
When you look into my eyes , you see hate.
A false look i give the world, to push away prying eyes, and open arms,
A false look of hate, it is.
to much of it have these eyes seen,
the fights, the booze, the drugs, the death,
And it makes you think, if this is all life has given me,
why should i be the one to give back?
Why waste my time, my life, giving, when all I get is hate?
Then I saw the eyes, your eyes, the first to catch my eye in so long i cant remember,
and i almost cried.
Seeing the love, the beauty, the compassion, the heat of your eyes,
made me think.
made me remember a time when my heart wasnt ice,
made me remember when love was ok, and no one got hurt,
made me remember when i didnt have to cry myself to sleep at night,
and most of all made me remeber, that i was loved.
It has been so long sense i thought about anything but hate,
it made me awestruck to realize there was something else out there,
some thing better, a thousand times better, a million times better, than the life i had been living
but why? why me? why arent you looking at someone else? you dont know me,
you shouldnt love me! stop! STOP!!! dont look at me like that!
it makes me.... feel. feel.... good.
this world has made a monster. me. but, some how, amid all the chaos,
this world created you. one to tame the beast that is me.
I cant stop you. I cant resist you. and I think to myself,
as my hated prison of masks, lies, deciet, and fade away,
I think someone finaly saw the real me.
