The school called Deeds is not a place where those happen, except in front the school. I went into school today same as yesterday bored out of my mind. Then I decided that this story is terrible so imma start a new one. I'm more of a poetry person.
He is blind but still can see
Maybe even more than me
The dark sunglasses that cover his eyes
Doesn't say that he's a dark guy
He is smarter more enlightened than you and I
The blind man sees and me....?
He can speak he can hear
He can think but see the unseen
The blind man sees and me?
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Days
Months
Years.. An eternity and all he sees is black the nothing color
He whom is blinded can indeed see... But me?
