The truth through my eyes

Looking through my photos most wouldn't notice the dead eyes that I see...
most will never notice that the spark of life in my eyes is gone...
no one sees the pain lurking behind that perfect smile...
so many lies, so much deceit...
but who really can see behind the mask that I put up...
who really can see me through the pain in my eyes...
behind that pure chocolate the cannot lie....
the hazel mix no longer in sight...
The green all gone...
Will it every return?
Or forever will I be haunted by my non lying eyes?