As my eyes do The door clicks and I stutter Wondering if another Might be shuddering as I Simply put, I don’t think so But as the flower wilts As my eyes do, eyes fall Seemingly uneasy Only, that was not the case The anxiety cripples But it’s not the same as those days I swallow back the fear Oh, my dear, I am here I take a deep breath, releasing my tension That flower, it grows It grows mighty determined As my eyes do
