Your like a diamond in the dark, your beautiful but how can i appreciate that when theres no light to see exactly what you are ... I hold on to you tightly knowing not what i have but keeping it close because it makes me feel alive so many others have let you go... Because they've never seen the real you. Not willing to walk to that street light and put you in there view, ive always tended to see people for what they are ... It seems the people in the dark are real and alive while the fakes all sit there and thrive in the light... The fakes will come steal what you have to feel alive ... That diamond i had .. Where is it its gone, back in the light to the world where no one is real its being used its not itself anymore... That beautiful diamond, a completely different object not its real self. Thrown back into the dark as if it hadnt changed a thing... I pick it back up and hold it close again, why.? Because it wasnt that diamonds fault it was stolen used unseen for what it was then thrown away but thrown back into reality i see it for what it is now, although in the dark its now in my vision seeing its worth ill never let go again of that diamond in the dark