Reflections

Reflections tell a sad tale
always aware of being watched by you
the truth was better when buried inside
thick layers of lies, covered with smiles
why must you see the poor mold of me
sympathize my helpless state

I am fine this way, never did complain
for you, I have this sparkling eyes.

I too know the bitter fold of you
but. lets make peace and
Change this shade of blue...