Walking in the Shadows

The darkest life doesn't exist, but it almost can be reached. The life I wish I had will never exist. When the closest to love you have is the hug your mom gives you at night, life gets dim. Hiding in the shadows is much easier than facing the world.

They laugh and point at my science project like being smart is a bad thing. I don't get it. Why is life like this. The new world is the bad world, but the old world is gone. A shadow that I wish I could chase but as time goes on it becomes faint. The small wisp of good is disappearing. Is there someone out there that can light the darkness. Bring me out of the shadows.