By Riccardo Corrado
Your eyes are so dark and sad,
Pitch black like the darkest night;
Who are you?
Why so much pain in your eyes?
Why are you suffering?
I would like to help you, my dear,
But what can I do for you?
This pain is so familiar,
I can feel it, almost touch it;
But those eyes are screaming loud,
Trying to show me something that I can’t see.
My name? Why are they screaming my name?
Tell me something, please, stop to be so loud;
You are hurting me. I am in pain;
Your eyes; I can see something now;
Someone. It’s me.