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.