this little guiding light of mine,
i'm gonna let it shine,
let it shine, let it shine,
all the time,
let it shine.

...if i had known it'd be my own actions that would snuff my light of hope out i would've done it sooner. i dread to meet you because what i did was very mean and very low and i don't expect you to ever forgive me, no, you are not the forgiving sort. i am sorry, i was silly and stupid and i've only myself to blame and i accept that you will never find it in you to forgive me. but there it is. my little light of hope is gone. but this time i don't feel empty. maybe it was an action waiting to happen, just that it had to happen this way.