eye-sight

a broken mirror, a thousand pieces
so many eyes staring back at me
how i wish i could pick them up
and look into those eyes
my own eyes

things i've always wanted
the eyes to tell me
but have always feared
looking into them
in the mirror

but now the mirror is broken
and i'm here wondering
if it's a shackle broken
or a thousand more fetters
to bind me down

but the eyes, they'll decide
what i have to do
and i know all will be right
the day i gather the courage
to look into those eyes
my own eyes