See my eyes look through them. Take away the mask of joviality and calm amusement. Gaze deeper, past the hardness of cynicism of a mind that thinks it has seen everything but has not seen anything yet. Cast away the pained softness of a tormented soul that burns with the agony of heartbreak. What you have left are my eyes calm and emotionless as they have never been, as the will never be again. See them and understand what it means to be searched. I know nothing therefore, I know everything. I grasp things that your mind, restrained by culture, can not begin to comprehend. I know you. I hate you, I love you, I am one with you. Look at my eyes, see the mistakes you have made, the victories you have accomplished. See what you will do to glorify your victory. Will you repent your mistakes or will you push them back into the recesses of you mind? Look into my eyes and understand me and let me understand you. Now, when you're ready and not before, look away and see no more.
