How do you see me?
Do you see me through loving eyes?
Admiring from afar
Never acting upon any whims
Are those caring eyes also fearful?
Asking the same foolish questions I am now
Questioning your very sanity
Or do you look upon me with average eyes?
The kind of eyes that everyone does
Casual, nonchalant, for I am just a friend to you
Perhaps you see me through aggravated eyes
Annoyed by my very presence
Angry at my every word
Is it possible you and I
Have the same perspective on things?
Could we maybe be equally as blind?