Maybe darkness too is afraid,

Of the light and the things it made.

Maybe darkness too is alone,

Observing people with hearts of stone.

Maybe darkness wishes for life,

Seeing people in all forms of strife.

Maybe darkness wishes to see the day,

When all the children come out and play.

Maybe darkness in people around,

Is because they want to hear the sound.

The sound of understanding and doing what’s right,

The sound of knowing that someone will fight.

Fight for you when you are right,

Hold you tight when you are in flight.

Someone who stands by in good and bad,

Someone who understands you happy and sad.

It’s all that matters; I guess it’s right,

Even darkness puts up a fight.


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