Eyes کے بول

Can't see faith through the tears of my swollen eyes I try to dry I pretend it's not as bad as it seems... what a lie how can we be so blind every time a child dies people are starving rain forests are falling the bombs are dropping from the sky I don't know why - it sticks in my head I close my eyes - and it hurts me so bad I don't know why - it sticks in my head I close my eyes - I close my eyes I close my eyes I look away from this misery and I hope the problem will disappear but it still hurts me everytime a child dies it's like a knife you stab in my heart and twist it, twist it, twist it around