Dear eyes,

They all agreed on calling you pretty,

But never bothered looking through you,

To read the story you weaved of tears,

The condolences you sent to the heart,

Got sucked by the cheeks

Even in the times of laughter,

You are squeezed and squashed,

Here we are again,

I defeated you one more time,

Held you from reflecting what’s inside,

In front of the mirror I stand,

I see glass,

I see trees,

I see the sun drowning in the sea,

Now I know why they call me pretty eyes,

But don’t let them fool you,

Dig for what’s behind