So stare at me with your tragic eyes
No more sense of happiness
I can see it in your eyes
that the things that before made you happy
you now despise

You stare with such despair
Only someone that looks deep enough could understand it
Hatred and sadness are the same; one ends with the other
Your eyes are so tragic; you try to fight the tears
in fear of rejection but they've already shown through.
I'll be there for you.

*this isn't a very good poem and I know that but any advice would be
great... I won't take anything personally*
 
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