Blinded by My Own Eyes

By S. Pessimist




Deceitful is such the nature a pair of eyes.

The widest smile may hold the heaviest heart.
The loudest and carefree may drag around the darkest thoughts.
The well built and strong may shake at the slightest.
The richest may dress in destitute,
and the deemed necessitous, may well be in contentment.

Judge not, for who am I to judge?




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