When i looked into these eyes, i find things no one else ever catches a glimpse at. I see this fear of judgment, that makes her cower at confrontation.
I see this desperate need for companionship to make her strong in the sausage world of humans. I see this courage, caged in her thoughts of inferiority.
I see these thoughts of abandonment that make her cling to anything. I see courage, caged in her thoughts of inferiority.
I see this devotion to her beliefs that makes her fear death. And i hate that the person i always see is me!