Blind

May 6, 2011
You accuse me
of not seeing myself clearly.
That may or may not be true,
but let me tell you, honey,
you have the same disability.

You say your useless
and that you're never amount to much.
You say that you shoudn't be alive.

You don't see
how much you mean to me.

I love you.
I love you.
I love you.

Why can't you see that I love you?

Why are you blind?





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