Eyes

When you look into my eyes,
What do you see?
When you look into me eyes,
Do you see the real me?
Some say young, some say old.
None would guess how much I've had to mold.
Through the highs, and through the lows.
Through the darkness and through the glow.
In and out, of yes and no.
In and out, to and fro.
None would say, no none would guess,
Abuse, or even stress.
Restrictions, craves, addictions,
Things not meant to be seen by eyes too young to see it.
I've tried and tried to escape it,
And you can try to believe it.
But I am victim to these crimes.
Without even scavaging for a dime.
No, these charges came for free,
Don't you see, they're a part of me.
There's no getting out, there's no forgetting.
And I'd be wasting my time, if I tried regretting.
But you wouldn't believe me,
You'd say it's untrue.
All because in reality,
You don't have a clue.
So tell me, when you look into my eyes,
What do you see?
And when you look into my eyes,
Do you see the real me?