I see you are lost. Even though you are doing what you are supposed to do, I don't see the light in your eyes. I am sure you belong somewhere else. I know you have lost things, things you didn't even know you could lose, things that meant the world to you. I know you are afraid because you don't even know when or where you lost life.
You look in the mirror and try to find yourself, but all you see is a face resembling yours. Even the shadow of your self is gone and your half shattered soul lies on the floor. I know this because I saw the light in your eyes once, it captivated my heart to the core, but now I look at you and find you there no more. I wish to help you, heal you, nurse your soul.
so, come.. come to me,
and leave your fears behind.
I have been working hard catching fireflies,to illuminate our darkest nights.
Come take my hand, and we will run together in the wild.