Anti-Sunlight

I'm sitting here, spending my days
In the anti-sunlight's soft cool rays
My skin is white from its tan
And I'm doing the best that I can
To find what happiness can truely be
And I think I've finally started to see
What it is that I enjoy
What skills of mine I can employ
Why be in the sun if just to sweat
When I can picture it or better yet
Find my own world in my mind
But where are all these thoughts refined
Where can I go to get ideas anew
Must I leave this shelter and see the blue
Of sky once more and really go
Into a world I don't yet know