Blind

If I had to choose,
    which sense to loose,
          It would have to be,
     The right to see,

A first impression,
       Is a decision,
            A predetermined rendition,
of the a past visualization,

As pleasant as it sounds,

The person you meet,
           might not be as sweet,
       as they appear to be,

Because if I was blind,
You might be able to sneak up
                                       from behind,

But I would not be fooled,
           By your mask.