I think I saw it In the reflection Of the puddle on the ground I also saw it In the reflection Of her eyes Now I see it in the setting sun And I feel it warming my skin I turn fast And I think faster But I can’t ever grab it I see it in mirrors sometimes Hints of it clinging to my figure From the amount of exposure I have experienced I don’t know exactly what it is And why I see it so often now I think it’s Sunshine I think it’s a form of light That comes from people From the people that make you smile The people that can brighten a room With their presence The people that everybody loves Because they love everybody The people that care without limits The people that inspire poems and stories The kind of person that leaves you feeling Like the luckiest person in the world I envy their influence But know I could never be one of them No matter how much Sunshine I absorb It won’t make me one of them All I am doing is stealing light And it feels like I might Be burning up How do I cool down? But I am afraid I’ve taken too much I am afraid I will damage the light I thought for a long time I should step back Then I learned more I thought about the cost Of being personified Sunshine I looked at the deals offered And realized It wasn't for me For those who help Without asking for help Often find it hard To open up about their problems And I thought because They glowed so bright That they didn’t fight Their own battles I thought the light meant That they didn’t have to vent But really the light was a distraction For the world and for themselves So they didn’t have to focus on their own trials I’ve seen the dark side of Sunshine And I’m fine being Starlight I will take away the light containing it in stars to allow the darkness to show Because I now know That no one should be forced to be Sunshine So when I look in the mirror and see the Sunshine I've stolen glowing off my figure I won’t feel bad Because even Sunshine Needs to see the darkness sometimes