When I don't get help, I look for it but stay quiet. When I get help, I don't appreciate it since all it gives me is attention. Though people will often enjoy center, I would rather stay in the dark with no help when people care the most.

I hide in the shadows where only dark spirits can see.

You always tell me to be careful around everyone else but you when you are the actual cause of my pain.

Even though you forgave me, I still feel like l did something wrong. Whenever we chat, I know you are hiding the truth. If you just confess I can deal with it by helping you out.

The light from you is like I am being pulled into a death trap. When you start to dim the light, I start to worry when all you are doing is pulling me in deeper.

Like the sun, you stay for a limited amount of time. When you are gone, I sit there waiting there until I see you next. When you finally come back up, you forget everything that happened the day before because the night covered you up and took everything away from you.