Our button eyes looking into different worlds
All different colors
Shades of blue
Green
Pink
Red
Purple
But the most is black
Our button eyes see different worlds
Some are beautiful that make us happy
Some to us
Kills us everyday inside
But yet we still live
Our scissor hands
Always cutting ourselves
And if we ever touch someone
They get hurt just like us
So we just stay away
Afraid to get close
There's so many of us
Some are hidden beneath make up
Smiles
Jokes
Anger
They are good at hiding it because their tired of none giving a fuck
So they hide
Our button eyes and scissor hands are what makes us
Us
