As the light shines brightly on me, I shield myself with the darkness.
I yearn for the darkness.
A cool atmosphere that I am comfortable with.
The darkness makes me feel secured.
The Darkness makes me feel wild.
I hate the light, shiny and bright with colors that I have not seen before.
Light that mean nothing to me.
I never trusted the light.
Bright and fake.
Full of hope that I may never have.