I go to sleep in darkness,

I wake up in darkness.

I get changed in the darkness,

I eat breakfast in the darkness.

Every day I have to step out of the comfort of the darkness.

I go out into the world, the light.

I go to school,

a school full of roses thriving in the light.

I am just a weed, a parasite.

I lie my head down and I close my eyes

while the roses around me chatter to one another.

They enjoy the light.

I do not,

I hate the light.

I destroyed my light,

my rose.

I am just a weed.

Like weeds,

I grab and choke and squeeze the life out of fhe pretty roses until they have no more hope.

The other roses can’t save them,

The light can’t save them.

I took the life from my rose.

My dead rose.