What's Wrong with Me?

Suppose my eyes aren’t blue enough...

blue enough for what?

Blue enough for...

I don’t know...

blue enough for you...

Perhaps I might leave...

I don’t feel like play.


Please don’t leave me.


I can’t stay...

Is it anger? At I?


Is it because I don’t have bluer eyes?


It’s your games; foolish sort.

If I get them...

Would that make you stay by my side?


If I get them...

If I get bluer eyes...

I’ll always return;

I’m just off for a while.

Just watch,

I’ll be back.

right before your eyes.

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