You are the ray of sunlight that knows darkness equally well
Striding through the bright lights of the city
That dispel darkness intermittently
I am the sadness of an unreal home
Walking under slivers of light filtering through the trees
In the earthy street, the natural retreat, I am still at unease
Waiting to see
If your light and my dark
Can create an emotion
As alive as the lights
Shining intermittently in your city.
If there is place with you for a perpetually sad oddity
Like me.
The Weird Kid Who Is Not A Kid 