Sometimes I see
Sometimes I don't
Sometimes I wonder if the whole world knows
I may be blind, but I can still feel
Something inside me will soon be revealed
Anger, passion, and love
Are things that people feel
When things come together is when it all fills
Happiness, sadness, and regret
Are sometimes the key to a better place
A place where I feel the blind can see
A place they call home or destiny.

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