I Have Eyes

I have eyes
Supposedly windows to the soul
I wonder what could be seen through mine
For they change constantly
Blue in the morning
A green star in the middle
A black hole pulling everything in
The sky
The grass
The flowers
The spiders
The shadows
The people
Green they’ll turn
Every evening
Supposedly
What does it mean
Will I be ever changing
Ever turning
Different
I like it
Odd
I love it
Different
There’s me
A mysterious girl
Ever changing
Ever turning
Ever not the same
So when you meet me
When you know me
Don’t be so sure…