Life isn't meant to be fair.
It's not supposed to keep you happy
There's twists and turns
There's not always going to be someone to blame for your pain
But there may be someone to help you through it
People tend to wallow in their dark place
Refusing any source of light
Simply because they blame the light,
For not shining when they needed it most.
So when the light does finally come through
They scold it
Saying it should have came sooner
That it's too late now
That they "like the darkness, it's home"
These people,
They aren't living
They are surviving.