Trekking through the cold winter snow
I wondered if you would ever let me go
There is a blizzard brewing in your heart
Screaming at you to notice me in the dark
I’ve lived in the depths of every forest
Climbed 50 foot trees
With hopes of becoming free
In the dark, I am warm
In the light, I am cold
Whenever the light switches
The person in the mirror
Mirrors the person in my reality
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
Are you wearing a mask
or may I allow myself to bask?