A Perspective

This is a compilation of my personal written poetry.

No matter how emotionless you seem to everyone, eyes tend to tell them how you really feel. What was it that you saw, that it made you who you are today? Would you believe me that it's your point of view that is shaping you or would you believe yourself?

If you see the negativity of what you saw, would you change your perspective or just choose to get stuck on it?

A friendly reminder. Accept what you saw, have a tea on it, embrace it like how you comfort a friend and let it leave like a visitor in your house.

Have a great reading!