Why does the world seem bleak and dark
There are no stars up in the sky
I want someone to strike a spark
To show me the world is not a lie
I need someone to prove to me
That in this dark and endless night
There is a hope, a chance to see
That soon the sun will shed it's light
I neeed somebody that in life
Can tell me what I need to know
That no more must I feel the knife
Can anybody tell me so?
I'm reaching out, can't you see?
Please, someone, reach back to me.
1985
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This was written when I was very young, before I realized that light and happiness come not from someone else, but from within.