Going Blind Poem by Michelle Meza

What is it
that makes us go blind
is the world that harsh
are we that selfish
that we must turn away
and refuse to see
the truth

what is it
that makes us
concentrate only
on our own idel lives
pretending, thinking, believing
that you, yourself, and the people you love
are the Only thing that matters

funny how even now
while the world is slowly dieing
oh and trust me
the world is dieing
i mean how could it not
when we only have eyes for ourselves

you''ll read this poem
think about our screwed up world
pause and think
just for a second
but the moment will pass
and you''ll walk away
only to go blind again
no doubt i''ll do the same.