When you look by Brooke

When you look into my eyes what do you see?
A person full of wonder, excitement and happiness?
Or a dark place with nothing but sorrow and sadness?
Do you see an open book?
Or do you see a closed chest and dont take a second look?
When you need me am i there?
Or am i like you and turn my back and walk away like i dont care?
Is it really that hard to keep my stare?
Or is it because you feel bad that nothing is fair ?
Do you see nothing but black when you look into my eyes?
Or maybe a faint flicker of light from the tear that might slip from all the lie