Strobe Light

A little dark world where no one cares;
I'm all alone, surrounded by stares.

Everyone's concerned about their little problems;
No one understands my pain or sorrow.

No one can see past the blinding light;
It's like a strobe and it's far too bright.

They catch brief glimpses when the light turns off;
But it always comes back and will never stop.

I'm trying to live away but can't escape;
Stuck in this world like an invisible shape.

My life's in a cloud, away from it all,
But when I float back down is when I always fall.

I'm waiting for the war of life to end;
And for the smoke to clear; and for my world to mend.

When will it pass? When can I move on?
I want to see the sunset, and watch the new dawn.

Soon, it will come, when the light will stop blinking.
Soon, I will live, without my heart sinking.