I watch this through one clear eye, I can't climb these walls of acceptance,   This is my everything. I'm gasping to see you smile,   These words fall through lips far from innocent these wounds self inflicted.   I tried. In this room the air feels ugly,   Can a tree grow strong yet deny it's branches.   I watch this through one clear eye, feel the strength rise behind me,   This becomes our everything. Grey fills my sight, in shame still I try,   To say I understand, I can't hide everything I am. Pain this feeling inside.   Insane these walls made of pride. A blade cuts like the tongue.   What I claim, no better than anyone. Understanding is everything.   I watch this through one clear eye, waiting for tears to dry.   All this hatred clouds my sight, beyond darkness lies dawns clear light.....   Through a tree.