If anyone knows (though very few do),
Tell me the difference between a lie and the truth.

But I learn to be cautious with my fantasies.
They can lead to an ache that begins
deep in my body, fills my torso, and crawls
down my limbs until I can no longer
feel my hands and feet.

                                                                        -Megan E. Freeman, "Alone"

When I was seven, I was afraid of the dark
My biggest enemies were the moon and stars
So, to sleep better at night
I had a night light

Now I’m fourteen and I can’t stand the light
Now that’s the enemy I got to fight
I am scared of the day
Because I can’t stand what people have to say

I love the night
Because then, I get a break from the fight
Don’t have to hide my tears
Don't have to face my fears

I now realize, in the dark
under the blanket of stars
You don't have to hide your scars
Because no one can see
just for a few hours, in the dark
I'm free