When you look into someone s eyes, what do you see? Do you see their dreams? Or simply, their soul? Do you know what they re thinking? Or does it just look like cool pools of their eye color. If you judge someone by their looks, you barely know them at all. If you judge them by their character and attitude, then you can see some of what they re going through. But if you look deep in their eyes. If you see into the depths of their wondrous minds through their pupils, then you ve seen their story. It is their job to show you what they ve been through, physically. No one truly knows my life. No one truly knows how hard I ve worked. A movie doesn t mean anything. A song doesn t mean anything. A quote does not mean anything. Not even my mouth can tell you. It s what my mind says that makes you understand. The moment my eyes turn black is when you really know my story. The way my fingers move across the guitar. The way my walk is displayed. The way I lick my lips and smile in your direction. My fans are what keeps my eyes from spilling out. My mother is the one who dries my tears when you re not looking. My best friends are the ones who know why I shed my tears. The girls who have given me pain are some of the reasons why I spill out my fears. Just by the look in my eyes will give you an answer of what I ve been through. What I truly feel inside. What I want you to really know. The next time you look into someone s eyes, think before you say. Look into their eyes, their mind, and into their heart. Don t underestimate anyone who has a story. Don t underestimate yourself. Look into their eyes and remember their story. Don t dare write their story down. Just look. Just look.