let's take a trip
inside my mind
where I'm definite
borderline
happy, sad
content, and mad.
and who I am
when I'm alone
is someone special
I hardly show.
she's full of light
a goddess, I know
yet she's got darkness
it's strange, she shows
up in smoke
when the candles burn
she's the chaos asleep
when the the nice one yearns-
to show the world
how much she loves
herself and the delicacy
of guidance from above.
see, it's the light that knows
to guide the way
when the darkness lingers
and plays to slay.