Sensory Deprivation - ...Worst of Luck

Molded out of clay
All of us different
Uniqueness as a natural trait
Somehow I was chosen

Whatever it is they look at, I am blind to
I can't see red
I can't see color
I was told I was better
When all I wanted was to be alone

Comfort lies in knowledge
It was easier to assume
A frozen moment in time
I want to pull it out

Back when the past was mine
Now I can't wait in silence

I never thought to ask
Comfort came in assumption
Not willing to try
Safe by myself

The best luck always happens to those that don't need it
It can also happen to those who don't want it
I'm glad to have it, but I don't deserve it

Written by:
Brendan McBrine

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