Wednesday, June 9, 2010

THE SHADOW

A shadow stands behind,
But yet is not my own.
I stand next to a person,
The shadow stands alone.
This shadow moves like me, quite obvious to see.
It goes wherever I go,
It stands and waits on me.

A shadow stands behind,
But yet is not my own.
It walks like me and talks like me...
I'm never left alone.
I sit at night and cry, the shadow sits and laughs_
I look at it and throw a fit,
But then we let it pass.

A shadow stands behind,
But yet is not my own.
When I'm in love, it feels hate,
I think it feels alone.
Have I neglected this shadow and made it feel bad?
The shadow won't answer...
I think I made it mad.

A shadow stands behind,
But yet is not my own.
So how is it this shadow happens to know my every thought?
The thoughts deep inside me,
The ones right at the rim,
The ones I never let out,
The ones I can't defend.

A shadow stands behind,
But yet is not my own.
I love it like a person,
I love it like my own.
See this shadow that I'm seeing...
Is actually a human being.
It's me within myself,
I think I need some help.


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