I am not a happy person
I am not the flowers and sunshine that put light on your face
I am not a simple person
I am not that caterpillar destined to grace the Earth with new wings
I am not a optimistic person
I am not a bird ready with wings to soar
I am a thinker
I am a dreamer
I am an observer
I am in the darkness hoping the rays of life will not skip past me
I am hoping you will not need to share yours
I am willing to let you keep them
I am willing to stay in the dark
I will never be that happy person
I will never put light on your face
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