Past is past

I'm not scared of being in the dark, maybe I was someday but not now. I love the dark, the starts, the moon, the mystery of the darkness. I hate being in the light, I hate seeing how hopes and sparks die, how promises and hearts are broken, how we hate and judge on everything, how we break and bully like they're unworthy. I love not having to hide my tears cause nobody can see them, how I can be myself, how I can smile and not have to explain what's going through my head because nobody can see it.