I have no smile

To offer the world.

Turn me upside-down

So all the blood rushes to my head,

And then you will see my smile.

No more excuses

Or I’ll close my ears,

And since I’m already blind,

Would be deaf be so bad?

If I turn away now,

Maybe the pain will go.

If I lay down my pen,

My voice will be silenced,

And I’ll stop writing.