These people all around
Walking to their destination of nowhere
Lost in there lives of nothingness
Blind to the world around them
Ignorant of their blindness
Not knowing they don't see
So not wanting to
I watch them walking by
All on different missions
Differing destinations
Whether they know where they're going
Is really what they think it is
Is unknown to me
Probably unknown to them
I was blind
Going, following, leading, wandering
Going nowhere but not knowing
Ignorant like the rest
I find myself realizing
What I'm doing now
Standing here with you
To see again
To see you again
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