coel

A Poem by Me

My World, as I see it through your eyes Is an everlasting complex, born from that which I disguise The troubles and the painful thoughts, are a battle never won

My World, as I see it through your eyes Is a mindless mass of terror that I can never hide The feelings of a worthless bum, who wishes he could die

My World, as I see it through your eyes Will never be the happiness, for I cannot subscribe The travels of the hopeless, nothing hurts me more than to cry

My World, as I see it through your eyes Is the world that I am living, not the World I have inside.

— Coel May, 3rd December, 1999