Heathers Headcanon's and Shots

"through eyes that are blind"

every time I went to school,

the breeze was always cool,

but everyone thought I was a fool.

because of the glasses I wear,

the only thing they do is stare,

but have some laughs they couldn't bare.

at times they steal them from me,

at times I wish they do not harm me.

but as they throw my glasses on the ground,

they make a horrifying sound.

through the times that slowly bind.

they do not see through eyes that are blind.

- my first poem.