Lightness Fixtures

This is the first time all year, and I'm happy for the resolution I've found
not dwelling of the times you would rap on the glass of my window, and what I felt for that sound
because it's been an entire year, and this room is far higher than the level of the ground
progress isn't the right word when I'm parked like this on my old street
but progressing I'm alright with, just trying to get back on my feet
telling my surroundings aloud; I'm sure to see the light soon
not spending tonight in my car wondering what it is that occupies my bedroom
I can only be sorry for the fact that I am useless and cannot find it in me to help
it is the results you get when you treat others the way you deserve yourself
and I'll desert this as soon as I can, and fill my life with what it is I am about
these people are haunted, and for that watch the streetlights go out
I just couldn't bear light conversations, I thought this year to be dark
I carried my way through, in attempts to leave no mark
but I needed twelve months just to think
the thoughtless and mindless couldn't grasp it, as much as I couldn't sleep a wink
but it's all relative, and those who needed to stay seemed to of
and I've been told I'm a decent person, for that the lamps stay on, and only seem to buzz