Grey

A friend saw me
She looked into my eyes
She said they were grey
I was laughing and smiling the whole time

I told her I was sad
That I wanted what he had
I knew I couldnt have it
I said i was ugly no purpose in life

She told me
You can have what eddie has
You are not ugly
And you have to find your purpose

But I knew none of that was real
All I do is hang out with people who are experiencing love

No wonder why I feel alone
I know I am ugly
But this torture is to much

My eyes are the door to my soul
I guess I am sad alot
As a walk I feel empty
My feeling for my friends are fading

I wish I could stop this
My eyes turing grey
Depression sets in