Honest Eyes Poem by Vergil Tsubasa

Passing by on a dark lit street

New shoes on a man I'm never gonna meet

Coughing barking talking beeping

Silent corners never sleeping

Heroine head, got his needle and thread

Sew us together with stories of regret

Only ones that'll listen to it

Are the ones that'd never do it

So bow our heads and chant the name of their creator

Cause if you don't do it now, you're gonna pay for it later

But when the natural ones imagined stories for the sky

I don't think that they intended for so many to die

There will always be times when we're feeling confused

Scared, defeated, or nervously accused

But that is when we should depend on what's inside ourselves

Not a man in the sky, or anyone else

And I know that might seem like a lonely thought

And I'm sorry, but sometimes, you'll be all that you've got

There's no answer, no reason, no thing that you're owed

Some will be taken, embraced, and warmly consoled

Some cast out, neglected, no hands left to hold

From tropical forests to national parks

We're losing our home as stalwart skylarks

But here we are, here we will always be

So if it's all you can do, try to set your mind free

Away from the drinks and the trends and the lies

We‘ll speak again friend, when you have honest eyes