People keep asking
Don't understand
None of them knowing
Reaching a hand
I know I could take it
I don't want to try
Hiding in darkness
For there I may cry

As darkness disolves
By forces of light
I chose to relish
my personal plight
If ever they'll ask me
I am or not well
I'll always denigh them
My personal hell
 
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