Sometimes in my foggiest haze,

When midnight arrives and I'm awake

I close my eyes and at darkness stare,

And I wonder how it'd be like if one day

Everyone in this world had one similar trait-

What if we all had no eyes to see,

And the only way to 'see' was to feel?

Through the senses and soul reach

Beyond the other's shallow surface

As the narrow-mindedness disappears.

Would we still scorn someone's love,

If we feel the same butterflies inside?

Would we still downplay someone's pain?

If we understood how easily a soul can break?

Would we still say what we meant to say,

If we know how much our words weigh?

Wouldn't we all be a bit more kind

If we didn't have eyes to quickly judge?