I've lost the ability to see;

not completely, just a bit.

I can still distinguish things easily,

only my distance focus is affected.

The ones near me

I hold close to my heart,

they all carry its gleaming key.

However, the others haven't my life's part.

For someone entirely new

to make their way through is quite hard.

They obviously need to have a certain value,

otherwise I'll keep up my guard.

But the moments with a good individual

who has pure, just and fair goals

really feel outright spiritual;

they have the most golden of souls.

A pair of lenses set in a frame

on my nose and ears I wear.

It would really be, in fact, a shame

if I missed the people who genuinely care.

Having a golden heart isn't always convenient

since it is soft and easily malleable.

Wrong people with strong tension may be violent

and can destroy what is truly so valuable.

Still, better be true and get hurt

than be made of some sort of alloy and fake it.

There will always be at least a bit of comfort

and no matter what, you will be complete.

Confide in the ones willing to listen,

let all of your worry out - don't keep it in.

But you shouldn't take them as a given

for they can whenever leave the scene.