Keen eyes

The true meaning of being alone
Is more than what it seems
When you come back home
And wind going through the trees
Is what you have

The reality of solitude
Is not an emptiness of space
But it's the attitude
Of those ready for your disgrace
They will push you down

You can do your best every day
You can learn along the way
But when accidentally it slips away
You'll see their keen eyes
You'll see their keen eyes

It's in your tragedy when they will show you who they are
It's always about what you did, but never about your scars
From endless battles that you have gone through every day
When you are suffering, you never see their
Their keen eyes

The wheel of fortune
Spins in your favor, at some sort
It is luck or it's not good
Never an outcome of your effort
It's how they judge

In times when you're on the edge
You'll get your place under a spotlight
No matter their broken pledges
Let alone the things you fight
They'll make you wrong

It's easy to criticize after done is thy
Saying to know the how and the why
But no one knows what the process was like
Nothing will escape their keen eyes
Nothing will escape their keen eyes

It's in your tragedy when they will show you who they are
It's always about what you did, but never about your scars
From endless battles that you have gone through every day
You are about to be defeated, that's when you see their
Their keen eyes

It's in your fragility when the vultures start to fly
They smell your anxiety and just wait for you to die
Here lies an empty soul that never got to be a better man
The wind and silence of your home are better friends than
Their keen eyes
Mm, their keen eyes