What is it you look to in the dark?
Nothing lit but the fires spark
Why sit alone when there are others
Why hide behind hand made covers
Behind a fake emotion mask
Hiding from the sun
From which even the demons of the world
Wish to bask
What is it you feel needs to be hidden?
What is in you that is so forbidden?
Will you ever let one in?
Or simply judge the world by
Its filthy sin
Do you even believe in wrong and right?
Or simply know the difference
Of day and night
In your eyes, do you see a heaven or hell?
Or do you see it as a false spell
The world judges others by a book
Saying who’s an angel
Or who’s a crook
But can a religion have so much say
That book never has pain to pay
Doesn't’t have to see the world change each day
What is is you look to in the dark?


 
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