Poem: Blurry

My eyes have been wrong.

I thought that they could see everything.

It turns out they have been blurry.

They were hiding the truth that my ears were hearing.

Listing to the words that others felt.

Not trusting the one that knew everything so well.

Now they are gone, and you do not get to tell them.

They seen the vision even if it hides behind a false truth.

Are the things they are seeing real or is it a dream.

Things are moving, but things are still the same.

Which one do you believe?