Sometimes
I think
People are
Like moths
Afraid of our own drabness
We avoid the light
Flitting
Hiding
Keeping
To the shadows
Away from the brightness
Out of the sight
Of others

We try to
Fade away
Into the darkness
Ignoring
Forgetting
Our beauty
Our flight
Our talents
We go on
With our
Lives
As if
We never
Had anything
To offer each other