Hello again! I was in the mood for a sad poem . . . which is weird 'cause I don't write many "poems." Enjoy~
I sit in the night
I sit in the dark
I stay alone
I stay away
I am obscured
I am crooked
I hate being hidden
Hidden from community
Hidden from faces
Hidden from laughter
Hidden from joy
Hidden from singing
Hidden from happiness
But I also like it
Hidden from repulsion
Hidden from demise
Hidden not just from the children's' eyes
But from Freddy's as well
While I sit in the dark
Behind the curtain
I wait immune
Until it's safe
To dash to the office
Where you stay
It happened to me
It happened to us all
But somehow
It is I that only remembers
Not them
I don't wish the same fate for you
It's too horrific
Even for a guard
But you seem to be mistaken
You see me as one of them
I am not
But you shut the door on me anyway
I suppose it's for the best
Your senses are high
It's good to be paranoid
It keeps me safe too
I fear of being caught by the others
It's why I run to you and back
I don't fear a camera
It's the others
You shut the door before me
I bang it, afraid for you
Then I run back
And sit again
In the dark
In the night
Until 6 AM rings dawn