I look through eyes
Which seem to be blind
Searching for beauty
I cannot find
I listen with ears
That must be impaired
I only hear words
Which make me scared
I think with a mind
That cannot deduce
Why am I here
And what is the use
I feel with a heart
That searches for love
But it’s only you
That I can think of
BOEMS BY JA 544
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
I look through eyes
Which seem to be blind
Searching for beauty
I cannot find
I listen with ears
That must be impaired
I only hear words
Which make me scared
I think with a mind
That cannot deduce
Why am I here
And what is the use
I feel with a heart
That searches for love
But it’s only you
That I can think of
BOEMS BY JA 544
