pining eyes drawn through minipining eyes drawn through miniblindspining eyes drawn through mini by glue
soaking over street side voices
heavy and wet and soundless
ear marked thoughts peppered in
black eye lessons of gray,
covered in walls and space
suffering in days and eyes in the mirror
perpetual escapist, used to be
shallow, sick and important
knee-deep is waist-high to the neck
compunctious to that which comes
pity or compassion or mystery
EeyoreEveryone thinks I'm sad,Eeyore by wordlesswhisper
Everyone thinks I'm blue,
But I've got nothing
On Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh.
Someone take him zoloft,
Or a little hit of speed.
Eeyore needs some Redbull,
Or at least a little weed.