Blind Changes
Waiting.
Waiting for the world to change, to see leaves fall from Trees.
How many seconds would it take to appreciate words?
Longer than it takes for them to
Cause
Open
Sores,
In my eyes, from looking at the sun for too long
Waiting for it to change.
It burnt out.
I Burn out,
And saw with my blind eyes
That the changes were mine,
And I’ve been waiting
For what’s already there.
Waiting for the world to change, to see leaves fall from Trees.
How many seconds would it take to appreciate words?
Longer than it takes for them to
Cause
Open
Sores,
In my eyes, from looking at the sun for too long
Waiting for it to change.
It burnt out.
I Burn out,
And saw with my blind eyes
That the changes were mine,
And I’ve been waiting
For what’s already there.