Blind (I Cannot See) Poem by William Mowell

Happiness seems to have passed me by
Now it seems I'll break down and cry

I see everyone hooking up and leaving me behind
I wish I could find something called peace of mind

Being this lonely is tearing at my heart
So I hide myself in this abstract art

But it can't hide the truth about me
I must be blind, because I cannot see

I used to be a soldier never afraid
Always living on the edge of a blade

These days all I am is weak
My confidence has a leak

They say love is a many splendered thing
When it gets bored, why don't you give me a ring

In the meantime you can find me
At the local bar drinking myself till I cannot see