In a starry night the boy stood
With a dark annoyed mood
Melancholy stormed his spirit
To a point he couldn't bear it

Alone he wondered about life
A frightening maze with no end
He thought of using the knife
For his last resort was to send
His soul to a place with no pain
Yet Instinctively he couldn't succumb
To the harsh life and go numb

From deep inside a light sprout
Reminding him of what he sought
Of the hopeful dream he put aside
Making his bleeding soul realize that
There is glow and murk in every path
Oh spirits where darkness roam
Persevere and make your way home
Release the fire enchained inside
There is a gleam in the other side