I COULD NOT SEE NOR HEAR

I was conceived on a Saturday afternoon 
​​I was born one month too soon 
As a result I could not see nor hear 
I would burden my parents for many a year 

Imagine not hearing pretty birds sing 
Not seeing beautiful sky is a terrible thing 
I adapted to these disabilities the best I could 
I was a fighter it was in my blood 

At 21 it was all becoming too much 
When all you had was feel and touch 
On a summer's day my life would change for the better 
When through the post I received a letter 

My parents would be rich if they assisted my suicide 
On a Friday night they assisted and I died