Light

Where is the light in the room?
although the switch is on
do i see the summer
or summer is torn
call me reckless as billie said
but i am stuffed under torso of your own
yes like you
call it a night as there’s no light
where’s sun; under a fight?
this is the world of darkness yet light is so hyped
do u understand me or i get the light
u get it, it’s pronoun
where is the light in the room?
Although the switch is on
Cry for another reflection
the summer is ashamed; why it’s born
I write sad things
i just read some
Call it a night then as I am turning it on.