I thought of world,
eyes full of despair.
I admired the sky,
but everything was unclear.

I blamed everyone else,
but knew it was my fault too.
I felt guilt for myself,
but knew that only so much I could do.

I could have saved them,
my eyes wouldn't be wet now.
I could have asked them,
everything would have been clear now.

Things that I see,
Aren't meant to be.
Should I close my eyes,
or just don't believe.