Your eyes are like heaven
They're green and they're clear
And I swear if I looked long enough
I would be able to see your soul

I like to look at your eyes when they're looking at me
And I try not to make it obvious
But how can I not?
I fix my hair
I lick my lips
I brush my cheek with my hand
I do not want you to see my flaws
I want you to like me
I want you to think I'm pretty

How strange to think
That you might think the same things.
But I do not see your flaws
I see crystal green eyes
I see a smile that could cure cancer if you really tried
I see so much that you have never seen of yourself
I see you as an angel

And that
Is the problem