Soon, the darkness shrouded us, Hiding us from the hungry gazes Of our predators. Soon, us, and only us. Thus, we have to choose, to decide Us, we need to come up with- But the predators seemed so scary, And the aura felt so wary I could determine But I’m not decisive- Unresolved. Unresponsive. Is it better to see this positive Or were the predators actually a haven. Are we really hidden away, Safely tucked and contained? Because they were the predators But this is our mind.