Thank you so much Fandago for hosting this amazing challenge.
Your eyes differ from mine,
You see the ups, I see the downs.
You see the stars, I see the nights,
You see the smiles, I see the pain.
You are beauty, in all others’ eyes,
You are bright,
You are the optimistic ray of light,
The spring to never die.
And I differ from you in every other way,
The pessimistic pebble,
The paranoid, the rubble,
And the darkness to every room.
But what I see is what you skip by,
The voice of the downtrodden,
The voice of people, down in the dumps.
The silent, invisible scars tracing the sky
The agony long forgotten
The dark memories that clump
Minds of hundred people, like me.
So friend, there you are, and here am I,
I am dull, while you shine,
But I don’t care, I don’t cry,
For your eyes differ from mine.