I live every day in darkness,

don't think for one minute I like this.

my body trembling with fear and anger,

I try to eskape, but it seems there's no answer.

but wait somethings wrong,

or is it really right?

peering through the blackness I can see something light.

something strong, something hopeful, something glowing, something bright.

that small little something,

that small speck of light,

will guide me through the darkness for the rest of my life.

but wait, oh no,

my candle is burning low.

 I need to rekindle the light.

otherwise I will get a huge fright.

but then I realize from where I need to get the light.

it's the spark inside me of hope thats so bright.

and now that I've realized from where I need to get that spark,

being happy most of the time should be a wak in the park!