Shadows beneath the Poems

Blinded and Deaf

I can hear everything,

I can see anything,

I can see and hear anyone,

But...

The truth is...

I can't really see nor hear anything

I pretend to see, I pretend to hear, and I also pretend to feel

But all of that is just my imagination

I've been blinded and deaf for my whole entire life

Why is it like that?

Why do I always need to pretend?

Why do I always need to adapt?

Never be free, couldn't I?

All I thought that life is free

But all of that was a lie, it could never be free

You always have to pay,

You always have to give,

And you always have to sacrifice,

Because world is different now, you always have to pay for something for you to claim or get it

And I also thought that love is free, and hearing all such beautiful things is free

But no! No it's not

Because I've been blinded because of love

I thought it was true

I thought it was real

But all of that is just a trill

And all that you've said to me, and all that I've heard from you is,

I think was also true, and real

But again all of that is just a milled trill

Nothing from all of that is true and real

Because I've been blinded and deaf.