Through My Eyes
I see versions of myself in the eyes of all I see
In the black eyes of the drunks,
The desperate expectation in the eyes of junkies.
In the eyes of children, for them life is a dream.
I want to say to them all. It's okay.
I’d say don’t lose your dreams.
It’s what makes you, you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem