In a child we see eagerness
Sometimes even happiness
Their own inner world
Is more o less untouched
On a teenager you see
Search and longing
Many times confusion
Anger so deep it scratches inside
As an adult two things can happen
Pretend to be alive and happy
Or just empty and alone
Which one you are?
Their eyes can’t lie
We can only hide our hearts
As time goes by
Don’t let your eyes go blind.