Visual Impairment
I think that we are all born
partially blind to some certain
things that we don’t ever really get to see
And sometimes I feel like I am
the one thing that has always lied
just beyond the line of your peripheral vision
I always wished I needed glasses
even when they weren’t cute or cool
and before I had seen the dark side of blindness
I know it might sound silly to you but
the idea that I could see the things I
once never could made my eyes pop out of my head
I ask myself if it is the parts of me you
do not like that you choose to be blind
to or if there are just parts of me you cannot see
I wonder if you know what it
was like to grow up in a body
that was only ever looked down upon
I wonder if you know how my anxiety
feels or what it can be like to see
with these eyes, this head, this body, this life
And you’re such a fast reader so why
can’t you read me is it that you’re blind
to some things I like and all the awful things I see
If you cannot seem to see
where I am coming from
how can I go anywhere with you?
