and it’s hard

it’s hard when strangers know you better
than the friends you’ve had for five years

it’s hard when the sun seems to shine
everywhere you fail to step

and it’s sad

it’s sad that you’ve got this huge bed
and no one willing to lie down in it

it’s so very sad that when you’re at your loneliest
everyone finds that it’s the perfect time to disappear

but it’s okay

it’s okay because your friends may not know you
but those strangers do

it’s okay that the sun shines away from you
because there’s nothing wrong with a little shade

and it’s fine

it’s fine that no one else is in your bed
because you happen to like sleeping in the center

it’s fine that people aren’t around sometimes
because it makes the ones that are
shine brighter than the sun

and i could use a little more light in my life