I was always jealous of the sun. It shined brightly and was loved by plenty.
I also felt sad for it. Though it’s needed by everyone, a lot of people tend to despise it because of its heat and brightness.
I relate to the sun because I shine brightly and people believe it to be blinding. I’m need for some and they shy me away.
And lastly, when I’m not there, they tend to miss how I’m that one thing that can be the light to their darkness.














