Pretty Eyes

 ( I wrote this after I went to my first art exhibition. A person came upto me and said I looked like somebody they knew and for some reason I felt beautiful then)

These eyes that I hate helped me make a new friend today

With these eyes that I call ugly, I looked at beautiful people with their beautiful artistic creations

It's these eyes that saw the eyes of others glisten as they walked through different rooms filled with different forms of art 

I took off my glasses and glanced at the mirror 

This was the first time I could see more clearly without my glasses on

It was never my eyes that were the problem

It was how I chose to see myself and my surroundings with them

Today I met a person and I thought "I want to see the world through their eyes"

Now I want to make my eyes so beautiful that when others try to see through it, they realize that the world holds enough beauty to erase the feeling of ugliness from their heart.

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