I am in the darkness, People, friends, all around me, but I am lost in my own thoughts. - I open my eyes, and it's black, my steps are hesitant. But soon my eyes adjust, and I adapt to these surroundings. - This is where I belong. But no sooner had my eyes adjusted, that I am called upon. - I walk out of the darkness, into a blinding light. And it's harder to adjust here, so I keep my head down, until I can retreat into my familiar Darkness.