Eyes that lie

Look into my eyes,
what do you see?
Pain, love, stress, sadness,
you see me.
They say the eyes don't lie,
but what if they were trained,
train them to say you're happy and that nothing is wrong,
when really you can't handle everything or anything.
Why should people know what you don't want them to?
It's like entrance without permission.
Like cutting the lock on a heart rather than finding the key in yourself.
I'm forbidden.
Up and down, It's all over the place,
get rid of your sources.
If you want to know something from me, about me,
there is nothing.
Just emptiness as far as the eyes can see.
Thats the only thing you will know about me.