heart-shaped box

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i lay in bed the other night

and i felt horrible.

i tried to think of one good thing that had happened that day,

but i couldn't.

it brought me to tears,

that i was so broken

that i couldn't even find the light through the darkness.

i was thinking today,

about eyes and personalities

and it suddenly hit me.

there is a saying,

that eyes are the window to the soul.

isn't it ironic,

that your warm brown eyes don't show your cold heart,

and that my cold ice blue eyes don't show my caring soul.

rather misleading for the innocent.