Tears Behind the Smile: 27 Years of Being Blind

In the quiet shadows, I walk the miles,?

With hidden tears behind my smile.?

Each step, a journey unknown to sight,?

Yet my heart holds firm in the endless night.?

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For 27 years, the dark's been my guide,?

A world unseen, but felt inside.?

sI’ve learned to hear what eyes don’t find,?

To trust in touch, in voice, in mind.?

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Yet sometimes the pain slips through the seams,?

In whispered fears, in broken dreams.?

But still, I rise with strength anew,?

For blindness gives a different view.?

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There’s beauty in the sounds I hear,?

In the way the world comes close and near.?

I walk with hope, though skies seem dim,?

For I carry light that never dims.?

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So yes, behind my smile, there’s rain,?

A quiet ache, a hidden strain.?

But with each tear, I grow more strong,?

For 27 years, I've carried on.?

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And though I cannot see the dawn,?

I know the sun will always shine,?

For I’ve learned to love what’s truly mine—?

The strength behind this smile of mine.?

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I’ve felt the cold of doubt’s embrace,?

But still I move with quiet grace.?

The world may think that blindness binds,?

Yet I’m free in ways they’ll never find.?

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I’ve walked through doors that others close,?

Breaking barriers, planting hope where it grows.?

The path is hard, but I hold tight,?

For there’s power in my silent fight.?

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Each year has shaped the soul I bear,?

Through every joy, through every tear.?

And though unseen, my spirit soars,?

Through unseen windows, I open doors.?

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So let the world not weep for me,?

For in my darkness, I can see.?

The tears behind my smile may fall,?

But in this blindness, I stand tall.?