Like her heart, the ocean deep, but will she ever see?
Oh, the things she heard, the waves that crashed, the ocean’s breeze...
Gleaming was the sun, like her smile, but did she know how bright?
Was she feeling all locked up?
Without anything to seek?
With no real reason but to weep?
Just the thoughts are what made her sad.
Will she ever be glad?
Battling her thoughts to know what’s right...
Waiting for her chance to come in sight?
Calm was she, like the breeze,
But will she ever stop to breathe?
The loss, the grief, taking her down, could she keep her secret the entire round?
When a precious something gone all she can do is be calm?
BE CALM!? I’ll tell you how to do that..
I’ll give you a piece of my mind
Don’t you get it?
She lost her sight..