My Sunglasses On

I think I will leave 

my sunglasses, 

on today. 

I don’t want anyone 

to see my eyes

to ask what’s wrong. 

Have I been crying 

or am I just stoned 

as hell? 

Is my heart broken 

or am I in the bliss 

of this highness, 

that hides my true self? 

Either way, 

What’s important is, 

I know the truth. 

I think I will leave my sunglasses, 

on today.

~terri otterman