There are those boys with earthly eyes
Their eyes are like the ground
You walk and walk, kicking up dirt
But they don't make a sound
An d when they kiss you,
they sometimes leave them open
Just to make sure you don't drown
Yeah, the sweetest eyes,
the truest eyes
are probably dark brown
There are those boys with
golden hazel eyes,
the color of weak teeth
They spend their
nights howling at the moon
to let go of the sea
The scope of their depth
is terrifying, thrilling
You think you're finally free
When they capture you,
cause golden eyes are as sticky as
honey from a bee
I'm drowning, but those with blue
I shouldn't trust
Cause I myself have blue
You fall for them so easy
You think you see right through
You take a leap
Thinking blue water is deep
When suddenly it's just grey rain
Then puddles at your feet
They freeze to dirty ice
But somehow then melt back
to clean blue water once again con
fusing blue eyes
they change like the weather blue
sea blue sky blue pain
i wouldn't trust my
own blue eyed reflection
as far as i could throw that mirror
but these are just silly eye
color generalizations
you shouldn't believe what i said
Cause when you're lying in your bed,
darkness round your head,
your eyes might as well be polka -dotted or plaid,
polka -dotted or plaid.
you