Hold On.

Eyes.

I look into your eyes,
And what do I see?
I see what you show me,
What you want to hold beneath.

Is it a cover, is it fake,
Or is it really you under that face?
Do you hide something,
Or are you open?
Do you reveal nothing,
Are you complete?

I see wolves tearing you down,
I see guilt, a genius uncrowned.
I see dreams, all incomplete,
I see the fear of a horrible defeat.

Is that what I see in your eyes,
Is that what you show me?
Or is it just the inner cries,
Of the reflection in your eyes,of me?

Is that what you also see,
Or is it, fortunately, just me..