blind by 50

why do you look
at me like that?
is there something
on my face?
are there tears
that mist my vision?
or smears that ruin
my smile?

why look at me
like that?
have i done you
any harm?
have i made life
miserable for you?
have i taken away
life as you know it?
or have i smears
that ruin your smiles?

why do you look
at me like that?
have i gladness you wish
to take from me?
or love that escapes
all that is harsh and daunted?
have you no mercy
looking at me like that?
trying your best
to relieve me of my insouciance
and making me understand
that being blind
affects you not.