I feel my eyes are out of place
they're not where they are needed,
I think this is a big disgrace
and should not go unheeded.
My eyes are stuck upon my face
the one next to its neighbor,
I think this is devoid of grace
and God turned in bad labor.
The way my eyes are planted now,
I cannot see my features,
I think I'd like to see my brow
as surely would all creatures.
I'd like to see my face's curves
but now, through a sad error,
to see how life my face preserves
I must use a glass mirror.