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Blue Eyes(a poem to some degree)
I will never know what I truly look like to other people
I know that I see myself in a anamorphic way compared to others
I'm certain I'm neither the ugliest in the world nor prettiest
I know I have blue eyes, brown hair, fair skin, my father's nose
But I have no idea what I look like
It's so frustrating just look in the mirror
Trying to unveil what is truly being shown to me
"I have blue eyes and brown hair" I tell myself incessantly
But can it really sink in if I see myself in such a distorted way?
I know little about how I look
But I know for certain that I have blue eyes
I have blue eyes
See?
