Blind to The Truth

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Like a blind man
I can see nothing
I can hear the rumors
I can smell the faint smell of lies
But I must see this with my own eyes
Like a blind human I cannot see the color
I cannot see the other
I must rely on my hearing and touch
I must know who not to trust
I am blind to the love people want to give me
I am deaf to the sound of truth around me
But I must keep going
I must keep motivating
I must go on
Do I even want to continue anymore?
Do I want to keep going?
I see no reason not to.
But I see no reason to keep moving.
What happens next is up to me.
What I do
What I stay blind to
It's all up to me
It's up to my heart what my own life means

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