Comments about Anne Unknown
My life is like a dark room,
For I do not see the light,
My pupils are wide though the light is on,
I feel alone almost always,
I feel alone even when others are near,
Only so often do I feel free of the darkness,
But who will save me when I am stuck in the dark room?
Who will be my savior?
Who will I show gratitude for as long as I may live?