Color me like your favorite tragedy,
Grey, and Melancholy, and Bittersweet,
Touching you in places you try really hard to ignore,
The soft spots,
Where people can get in and see you too easily,

Now turn the light on,
Notice how it bounces off me,
The way I live on it,
Thrive on it,

Without the light I would be terribly boring,
How I imagine I am when I'm asleep,
Unmoving, balled up,
Looking as lonely as possible,

Go away,
Before you realize how strong I'm not,
Before I recognize the need to shut it down, the light.

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