I don't understand why people always want blue eyes. I find pride in my deep green eyes. I think it's interesting that your entire body can change but your eyes always go with you. You get wrinkly, old, your skin starts to become droopy, and the bags under your eyes get bigger, but your eyes always stay the same. When I look at myself, my eyes are the first thing I see. I love how my pupils dilate when I see the boy I like. I love how they give me the ability to see new things, but most of all I love how green they are. I used to want light blue eyes. The eyes that all the "pretty" models have. I thought that blue was THE color. I would've killed for blue eyes. I thought they would make me look better. But I know now that green is my color.
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Deep Green Eyes
PoetryI don't really know what this is. I just write poems and stuff