In My Eyes
behind these walls,
that i have built,
around my heart,
is a diffrent part,
that you have not seen,
because there lays,
a softer side to me,
you may not have known,
that i have a gentler side,
because of my hard core fatique,
or my bad ass attitude ,
behind my killer glare,
and my daggers being shot at you,
is a softer side,
one that wants to love,
and be loved,
so before you judge,
look into my eyes,
and see my softer side
YOU ARE READING
just a little something
Poetryeverything in this book is original. i come up with all myself. i dont do the whole "rights reserved" thing, but just dont steal my stuff.