Without can see (gothic drawer)
On the ground, I look up
But can not see the sky
My eyes are oponed
But don't see more than darkness
Am I blind?
How is that World I can't see?
I hear people laughting of me
I don't know how their faces are
Am I different?
really don't know
But it has always been like this
And that's the way it will be
Now a smile on my face Makes
me think I'm happy
Cause maybe I like living in my own darkness
Knowing the World for how it makes me feel And not for what I could see with this eyes
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