The Dark

Tell me you didn't see me crying
Tell me you didn't see my tears
For I am the cold one
Hiding in the dark
And waiting for that someone through the years.

Tell me you'll free me from my prison
Tell me that you know where to go
For I am the old one
Locked up in the dark
I'm waiting for what sunlight cannot show.

Tell me they never spoke my name
Tell me they know not who I be
For I am the wild one
A hermit in the dark
I wait for days of walking by the see.

Tell me I'm not the one they hated
Tell me I can return at last
For I am the bold one
Bright colours in the dark
For when you wait for futures, they are vast. 

The End

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