Matthew Boisjolie - Blind

I search your words,
and i see fault in your voice,
I search your ideals,
and are left with lies,
I hope it's worth what we lost,
It's hard to know,
if i should have know this months ago,
could have saved myself from this disease,
that infects your veins,
and makes you take your time with your device,
that makes your color change,
from the bright aura,
to a dim, dull, and lonely aura,
that you were once scared of,
i didn't believe you could do that,
until you came and proved me wrong,
you placed blame on your plate,
and complained that you are full,
but ready for another helping of backstabbing,
your gonna spend another night,
all by yourself,
like your on the outside looking in,
cause the only friends you have are in your head,
confidence you never touched,
and friendship you never saw,
were in front of you the whole time,
but to yourself, you sacrificed your friends,
to be blind.

Matthew Boisjolie

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