It's dark and lonely I'm just staring out into the bleakness of my soul. The air is frigid and empty I can't see anyone in the distance. I've tried to leave, but I can't. So I think. Maybe the people around me like me, but just don't show it. Maybe they appreciate my presents. Maybe I'm not truly alone. And there it is, a flash of light. A glimmer of hope. I get up and run into it. I'm free.