Feb 2018
Sometimes I enjoy life more
When my view is hindered by tears
The edges of images blur
Like mascara, how the world smears.
I like it better out of focus;
My vision, my goals, my dreams
When it's blurry it's easier to pretend
The pain in my heart isn't as bad as it seems.
When my view is hindered by tears
The edges of images blur
Like mascara, how the world smears.
I like it better out of focus;
My vision, my goals, my dreams
When it's blurry it's easier to pretend
The pain in my heart isn't as bad as it seems.
I originally started this with the title thinking about how it is when I don't have my glasses on, since I have REALLY REALLY bad eyesight, but this is what came out instead.
