His eyes were green

His eyes were green.

Not that they worked.

“But you’re so confident”

His resilience a detriment to assistance.

With the words burned on his soul

“You’ll never be like everyone else”

Heavy is the hotheaded heart that breaks hourly when it knows it doesn’t stand up to standards never attainable.

His eyes were green.

Not that they worked.

Evenings where the ink black sky saw merriment for some, saw only disillusionment, dismay and distance for him.

A missed smile or a wave,

Isolation while surrounded, covering up where he fell short with cheap drinks and blue jokes.

“I never knew”

A catchphrase from the masses repeated and repeated and repeated until he could’ve screamed bloody murder from the bottom of the bottle.

They may have been filled with fire but…

His eyes were green.

Not that they worked.