I hide my eyes,
I hide my eyes,
I hide my eyes from hers;
To make the glare in my eyes disappear,
Which startled looking at hers.
To stop her see
The pain she gave,
The suffering and the wound;
The bleeding tears,
The gruesome agony,
And the hate that came around.
I stooped myself,
I stooped myself,
I stooped myself down in front of hers;
So she couldn’t see the smile I had,
The smile I had seeing her.
I wonder if she knew,
I wonder if she knew,
I wonder if she knew what I felt for her;
If I could say all that needed to be known,
All the talking that I meant for her.
I felt destroyed, I felt cheated.
I felt heart-broken, I felt beaten.
I felt grief, I felt unhappiness.
I felt hatred, I felt loneliness.
I followed the path,
I followed the path,
I followed the path of immorality.
Which led me away from my ethos,
And away from my tranquility.
I cried for days, I cried for nights.
I put on a blissful face as disguise.
But at last I rose up like a phoenix from its ash
Burning in those bright blue flames as carcass.
But now, all I need
All I want
All my broken heart commands
Is to know one answer :
“COULDN’T YOU READ MY EYES; THOSE AVIATOR EYES???”