Blind Trust
The ground beneath my feet, I trust
With my balance and gravity support
Though I’ve tripped and fell before
The eyes through which I see, I trust
To open and close, bringing me to sleep and back
Though the outcome is out of my control
The oxygen I breathe, I trust
To flow in and out of my body, giving me life
Though it’s automatic all through the day and night
The legs which carry me around, I trust
To keep moving at my brain’s command
Though I can never recall giving those commands
The feelings flowing through my body, I trust
To help me grow and eventually they too shall pass
Though too often they’ve overstayed their welcome
The brain which controls my body, I trust
To guide my life and actions at all times
Though I don’t always make the best decisions
The sky above, beyond its blue wall, I trust
There lives a powerful higher being, unlike us mortals
Though I have yet to see signs of such existence
This life we live, I trust
Revolves around good and bad karma
Though I see good and evil as a reflection of one another
The people of this world, I trust
To never fail to make me question my trust
Though I always give the benefit of doubt
This body I’ve been assigned to, I trust
To serve as my most trusted, loyal and loving friend
Though I don’t trust my damn self sometimes
Introvertedly Quirky 
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