My library of eyes...

As I look down the spines, they speak but I don't cry 
As one book falls, another gets put in but I don't try
These stories are mine
These stories are mine
Some are my truths 
Some are their lies
Depending on my mood, I pick a one to read 
Searching through my mind, I set myself free
These are the words of my life
I'm the only one who writes 
These eyes I feel, judge 
When I fail, I turn the page 
These stories are mine 
These stories are mine 
This is my escape, I protect what you give and when the light shines your smiles begin to fade 
My walls are built but I won't quit, when I walk my day I will say this...
May your eyes judge
But it's my library
I walk my insecurity 
But it's my sanity
My library of eyes 
I live a life that's mine 
I live my library of eyes 
I live my library of eyes...