She opened her eyes, and saw nothing.
She laughed with the world, despite.
She does not like to judge others.
She is the quiet type.
She listens to everybody,
not just people,
but nature too.
And yet, no matter how happy she is,
she always see's the dark.
What is it like to be like her?
She thinks the same about me.
She opened her eyes,
and saw everything.
A world inside her mind.
She laughs at the cruel world who pity her.
Pity her because she's blind.