Eyes Closed

Still Blind to the truth
Still Blind to the lies.
Still Blind Still Deaf,
Cant hear or See
The heart I know is inside.
I promise I can't see everything thats Good in me,
people try to hear me clearly, but when near me, I couldn't speak.
I feel Fine. That's a Lie
The Truth is im still blind.
I try to find the best in people for reasons I can't define.
I think that I can see that I want to look,
but if I should, I can't decide.
I need a sign, maybe two
But if I earned it, I wouldn't be able to see it. Because i'm blind in this world,
The only thing I see is my poetry as I read it,
And a little love here and there.
More hate here than there.
I would change it if I could, But I can't, so I won't. I keep my pain and my soul trapped together
Egg and Yolk.
When I have a good day, I sit in my bed and sulk Because a bad day is coming, so why should I have hope?
I can't see anything,
I Can't find my way home.
Still blind to my life, these words were wrote in stone.

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