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My Life Through Death and Glasses
I stare at the slate entombed at my feet
Lettering of gold turned green through rain and shine
Left alone but still whole
A pair of thin framed spectacles
Laid to rest the head
It was how I saw and what.
What I believed, what I chose not to.
It guided the decisions that altered what I sought
I saw through the masquerades of false feelings of adoration
I saw through those who didn’t deserve
My words, my presence
I saw the chances I was given
Some taken, others avoided because
I saw the sacrifice outweighed what I’d reap
My sight has diverted my beliefs for better and worse
Showing me the perfections and flaws that cultivate a life of never ending trials
Sight perishes and vision is everlasting

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I have worn glasses my enitre life and I would say it's a huge part of me. It has, in an odd way, built my confidence and has guided me through life, making me able to see what was right and wrong and where to go. I hope other teens that wear glasses can relate to this poem in some way.