one knows what its like to be seen
To be seen through the eyes of others
There are times I am not always joyful
There are times where things seem large
Though I should be grateful
But this is a to large burden, then why?
From day to day, they appear better
From day to day they appear worse
From day to day they show love
From day to day they don’t always understand.
I can see this through their eyes
I can feel this through their emotions
I can sense this through there thoughts
I try my best not to hurt anyone.
Sometimes humour can hurt
For I love them no matter what
For I appreciate there existence
How could it be so, that I could see myself
Through there own eyes.
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