I believe there are feelings we cannot see
Spaces filled without any joy or glee
Things that bother us, but remain unspoken
Acting much like a vase that has been broken
That vase cannot serve its purpose anymore
We are much like a vase, we sometimes help carry others
Keeping them safe in one way or another
But if we get broken, we cannot any more
Even if we try to make a quick fix
By trying to avoid,
Look into another’s eyes
Some people’s lives can make you laugh
Some people’s can make you cry.
Sad eyes carry messages
Sometimes you know it, when you see them
Sometimes and more often than not, you won’t.
All we can do sometimes is try and look.
You may be that one link to make a difference for them.
If you want to make a change, you can find joy where ever it is. Joy is not easily found and more than not we need to search for it. MwsR
Thank you for reading 🙂