When my eyes open wide I see things clearly in the horizon
In the haze,
it will reflect different shades
What it looks black it does not black
what it looks white is a reflection
of myself within the door of perception
When my eyes closed I resurrect memories that I forget
I can see the blood veins like the stars glowing
to eradicate the things that I would have had
To end the misery before it happens
My other eye will see different story than the other eye
It tells the story about candle burning in the dark
stiring in the dark sea
for fishermen in tiny little village going back home
It tells the story about a baby crying in the middle of the night
And the tireless mother who lovingly feed the baby to go back to sleep
My eyes will tell who you are
But you are the reflection of the universe
You are the angels and you are the demon
You are the sorrow and you are the happiness
And you are belong to me
I am the eye
