BLINDED HORSE

I'M JUST A NORMAL BOY, THE KIND THAT TAKES YOU OVERBOARD, MY SOUL IS SOMETIMES SOMEWHAT OLD, BUT NEW FOR THOSE THAT STAY UNTOLD.
I NEVER MEANT TO FIND YOU, YET EYES WIDE OPEN, EARS SEARCHING FOR THE SOUND, OF ANYONE OUT THERE, I NEED THE WORLD TO FIND ME.
I SIT, I REST, I SLEEP, DREAMS HAVE LEFT ME LONG AGO. I EAT, I AM A ANIMAL THAT THINKS.
I AM A ANIMAL THAT THINKS IT SELF TO THE SKY,
ANIMAL WHO GOT CONVINCED IT IS NEVER GOING TO DIE. THERE IS TIME FOR THE ACTIONS OF THE HEART
THERE IS TIME, FOR I AM NOT BRAVE ENOUGH TONIGHT.
THERE IS TIME, UNTIL THERE IS TIME NO MORE.
LEFT WITH A GHOST AND FEW WORDS UNSAID,
TO YOU ALL. ANIMAL THAT THINKS, BUT NEVER REALLY KNOWS. ANIMAL THAT LOOKS, BUT NEVER REALLY SEES. A HORSE WITH THOSE WEIRD PATCHES OVER HIS EYES PULLING HUMANS AROUND. SOMETHING COVERED UP OUR EYES, SO THAT WE LIKE THE HORSE CAN ONLY WITNESS, NEXT FEW STEPS, BUT NEVER THE WORLD COMPLETE. THE HORSE WITH ITS EYES OPEN IS A SIGHT TO BEHOLD, FREE TO CHASE THE WIND AND BE NOT WHAT HE THINKS, BUT WHAT HE KNOWS.