BLIND
Am I like a blind man, groping in the dark
Running down blind alleys, lonely and alone
Afraid to say "I need".
Am I doomed to darkness, the blind man on the street,
Unaware of the outside and unsure of my feet.
Dependent on others to show me how to go
How to take the blindfold off, do I dare to see.
Listen to the heart, and share the nature of the soul
Can I open the venetian blind, and let the sunshine in.
