My Glasses
blurry unclear, can’t see
what’s that?
I put my glasses on
everything is clear, I can see everything
lines no longer are blurred
people no longer blobs
new point of view
brighter visions
framed with tortoise pattern
they grip my face
the world looks revived
I am a new person
someone who can see their own thoughts
glasses change everything
blurry unclear, can’t see
what’s that?
I don’t know
my thoughts are still blurred,
glasses can’t fix that
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