Dear little prince,
I was crying when the shadow stalked me. I wanted it to abandon me. I could only hide inside my cave to escape. But in that cave, I wanted to catch the light. I can laugh, play and sport, while harboring sorrow even ocean cannot fathom. Yet can wallow and despair, while not having even one sorrow to count. Such are my days, but in the darkness of my cave where no eyes scratch me. I am devoid of all that ails me and devoid of all that brightens me. So I must walk towards the light where the shadow is only as bright as the light.
Yours only when I want to be.