iN MY HEAD: Real Eyes

Man’s reflection hides under his tongue, woman reflection hides under her thoughts. I’m light of this, then of what use is human’s transparent eyes? Pure and clean yet it refuse to reveal the truth.

Behind the masks we look the same, we imprisoned happiness and express sadness. Bury sincerity, and instead reveal the opposite, we lie continuously and laugh behind the door.

Just as a picture paints a multitude of words, a single truth saves a thousand excuses. The truth may slumber at times, but never dies.