Sometimes I feel like a shadow
Hiding in the darkness. Looking for the light.
But how does one find light where others do not render it?
This light must be given.
I drift around, from people to people, looking for a light
No one knows who I am
No one knows my past
No one knows my future.
I realize now, people do not give the light I need.
People are a weak light source.
I want to listen, but how can I, when nobody speaks?
I want to have their light
And I want to give them mine
I'm just a shadow in the dark
Searching for a light.