He really did change that day

More cynical and cold

And distant in a way

Gestures of kindness, became selfish acts

But he would roll with it, to keep his smile intact

He'll walk around in the dead of night

Alone going to places, where other's might

Try to understand, but they never do.

All of a wish that never came true

He dreams of a day where his life could be light

But for now he is always Dreaming of Night.