It came as a surprise and you know I’ve had a few.
To open up your eyes and see for real what you do.
And you didn’t run away and I swear I saw a tear.
You mouthed the words I’m sorry that battled out your fear.
They say awareness is the start but you know I disagree.
It seems to me to be so much more that can heal the blind to see.
Never really happened except somewhere in my head.
Above where I grind my teeth and deal with you instead.