Melissa Stein

If you can see the world from my eyes

Would you be surprised

The little things that you miss

I pick up on quick.

Or would you see the truth?

Of all the things I do.

Does any of it matter in the end?

Nothing left to defend.

Life can disguise

of hidden truths and lies

But one can’t decide

What is like to be on the other side.

So flip the coin

of emotion and action.

At least one might be right.

And we can stop pretending

How the other feels inside.