Unspoken thoughts

In the silent night,
My mind travels up in the sky,
My eyes glued to the darkness of life,
Many thoughts despite no light or clear sight,
I wonder how change takes place in one who has an irrational mind,
Close in you may find a little misunderstanding,
One can even end up standing alone,
Just because of different way of thinking,
Not to clear things up but to dig in about what has already passed,
Not wrong but only your wrong doings come up and never your rights,
Maybe through assumptions or even what the eyes wants one to see,
But again one's mind and one's heart can see beyond one's eyes too.

Double_O Franklyne.