Afraid of the Dark

I was afraid of the dark.

Now, I make my own way.

Life has left its mark,

And you can see it plain as day.

My skin is thick as bark,

My mind, a sealed off bay,

I’m told to be plain and stark,

But I choose to be my own way.

People snap at me with smart remarks,

But they’re simply wet clay.

Society fails to see my unique mark,

But they’ll have to do more to make me lay.

I used to be afraid of the dark,

But I’ve had time to make it pay.

I used to be afraid of the dark,

Now, it’s my only way.