My eyes are that of a turtle’s back,
A pattern of scales live and lack
The texture in which makes them real.
Because they’re in my eyes, able and concealed.
Through my eyes I could see the world,
The future will never be unfurled
Through someone’s eyes.
Though I wonder if someone’s tried.
I suppose happiness can be achieved,
Even if your fear has overcome all you’ve ever believed.
Though...being scared of a story shouldn’t matter.
I guess I’m just a real mad hatter.
I want to be able to calm down,
But I have painted bags like that of a clown
Below my eyes because of no sleep,
I can hear my heavy heartbeat.
I’m pretty dumb, for being scared from a fiction story,
And a manga at that, but it was kind of gory.
Happy thoughts are hard to come by,
My brain is too ADD to keep one for longer than a lie.
Daydreams of desert air and palm trees,
Can almost keep these horrible memories
Away from my lethargic brain.
Perhaps these images are able to be slain.
I may finally be able to close my eyes,
And see the truth behind the lies
Of the images in my head.
Perhaps that’s all that can be said.
A pattern of scales live and lack
The texture in which makes them real.
Because they’re in my eyes, able and concealed.
Through my eyes I could see the world,
The future will never be unfurled
Through someone’s eyes.
Though I wonder if someone’s tried.
I suppose happiness can be achieved,
Even if your fear has overcome all you’ve ever believed.
Though...being scared of a story shouldn’t matter.
I guess I’m just a real mad hatter.
I want to be able to calm down,
But I have painted bags like that of a clown
Below my eyes because of no sleep,
I can hear my heavy heartbeat.
I’m pretty dumb, for being scared from a fiction story,
And a manga at that, but it was kind of gory.
Happy thoughts are hard to come by,
My brain is too ADD to keep one for longer than a lie.
Daydreams of desert air and palm trees,
Can almost keep these horrible memories
Away from my lethargic brain.
Perhaps these images are able to be slain.
I may finally be able to close my eyes,
And see the truth behind the lies
Of the images in my head.
Perhaps that’s all that can be said.