When I stare at dark times,
you show me light’s silent chimes,
Guiding me blindfold,
When people mock at me as if I am blind and fooled.
I take it there is a chance,
to replace darkness with colour’s trance.
But when I bask in glory,
You give me reasons to worry,
Because for inch of smile,
You say I am closer to darkness by a mile.
One cant always be at a high,
“Why cant I be?? “, I give out a sigh!
“Who are you ?”, I may ask
I am PROBABILITY put to task.