Colorblind
Can't condone me, disown me?
Arguments falling on deaf ears.
I see no cause for your confusion.
No convincing me of your perverse delusion.
Perfection lost in perplexity about complexions?
I am glad my eyes are blind.
That way I waste no time getting caught up in situations,
That hinder what I try to hasten.
Dictation of my elation?
You tell me how to feel.
Futile efforts when it comes to this heart.
You can't stop what's destined from the start.
Allison Poole
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