Her eyesHer eyes by furyanwolf13
When you see her, you see her as another person with a flaw
Your eyes judge her imperfection with your perfect normal eyes
But what you fail to know is how she watches you all with false eyes
Those false eyes that you make fun of her for
She watches you quietly, able to see the true you with her false eyes
Secretly hating the false eyes she has to wear everyday
Wanting to see the world with her own eyes
But knows she will only see the world as a blur without her false eyes
She looks at herself in the mirror and asks herself
Why couldn't she have normal eyes like everyone else
Ever since the world went from a perfect view to a blur
She has hated wearing her false eyes ever since
But now she has come to terms with her false eyes
Able to see things that others can't see with their normal eyes
And for that she feels a little happy in her life
Knowing her life will end with not her false eyes
But her own beautiful blue eyes...
Music interest(Text in bold is when they talk in sign language)Music interest by furyanwolf13
Today was a relatively quiet and normal day for Amy. Everyone was out doing something while she was in the apartment playing on Aura's xbox profile. She was sitting on the end of the couch while Bryan took up the other half of the couch, sprawled out as he slept. Amy couldn't help but giggle at the sight as she played one of the many xbox games that were stacked beside the t.v stand.
After playing on the xbox for half an hour, Amy began to feel thirsty and paused the xbox as she stood up and headed to the kitchen, getting out a glass cup and pouring some water in it. As she drank the water, she could distinctly hear the sound of drums and cymbals being played.
It took her a few minutes to realize that it wasn't coming from the xbox since it was paused. "Is there a musical ghost in here?" she asked, looking around the kitchen curiously.
Setting her cup on the counter, Amy followed the sound of the music, if you could call it that.