Born With Green Eyes

My eyes where green since the day

I was born,

so why do I

feel sad and torn?

Because you told me

my eyes were blue,

yes big blue eyes

with green sprinkled through,

or maybe just baby blue.

Also I had a little birdy

on the outside on my lip

Asking too many questions

that were not hip.

Well, the one

question I didn't

ask in time,

"Are my eyes

Green or are you

playing with my mind?

It is sad,

because you controlled

my mind,

well this is the very

the very last time.

So I ask "why,

why, why? '

I guess it doesn't

matter,

you will only lie.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 8,2011

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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