Sometimes it is alright to be wrong,
Sometimes it is okay to just let it go
They often speak about her,
But no one knows her truth
She tried to laugh about it
But they took away her youth.
The Blue-Eyed Girl never needed someone
To tell her right from wrong
She got caught up in rumours
Just because she loved to sing her song.
From now on, she walks alone
Without anyone's permission
She has learned that happiness
Lies in findin' your beliefs.
For what it is worth,
The Blue-Eyed Man
Feels the pain
Of the Blue-Eyed Girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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