Sorry

On the path I found some dark spots,

In a weird kind of way I like when I pass through them,

So I close my eyes and live around full darkness

I don’t know why, but I am still walking,

I can’t stop. Just like life , it doesn’t stop. It just keeps going

Now the roads are darker than ever before

Because I choose to close my eyes

Because I don’t want to see

The more forward I go, the more the path hurts me

I don’t like that feeling anymore

I want to open my eyes

To lights giving me vision

Making my way more clear

In fact, there are people holding those lights

Those people are my family

They were there all the time, but I never paid attention to them.

Now that my way is more clear than before, I think I can make it

Make what? You might think?

Well the path is not over yet, but at least I know where not to go.