Have you ever thought how it would be to not see?
Or how it you would be able
To feel invisible
To others who hate you
But they really love you too
It's only a matter of moments
Before they protest
That they really love
And care
Like a star
Shines in the spotlight
When the day turns to night
All that you see
Is what we tend to believe
But we are all blindfolded
Therefore blinded
There is more
Than being a bore
There is more to be seen
Than what we all tend to believe.
