Two Eyes
Your eyes tell me
to be wary of you.
Two colors that don’t match
indicate an ability --
one I don’t understand.
Without cause to do otherwise,
I do all I can to avoid
your presence,
your gaze,
and whatever it is you can do.
You wonder if your actions matter.
You wonder if your words matter.
You wonder if your intentions matter.
If all anyone wants to know about you
is if your eyes match,
then do your thoughts and feelings matter?
It’s not your eyes that tell me to be wary.
The whispers of fearful people
tell me to be wary
of unmatching eyes.
If your eyes were like mine,
would I find you kind?
If your eyes were like mine,
would we still ignore each other?
If my eyes were like yours,
would you act as I do?
If my eyes were like yours,
would I feel lonely?
If my eyes were like yours,
I would still hope to be friends.
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