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.