The Shadow

by Hevarella   Feb 7, 2006


A shadow is following me around.
I don't know who it is,
I don't know where it comes from.
But there is another shadow,
and I realise they are both me.
One is my old self,
my home self,
The other is me now,
the way I've changed to.
I've tried to stay my old self,
But I forgot about being in this new place,
so I have to be the new shadow
and I feel I am losing my old self.
But as I look at my reflection
in the mirror,
I find that I am looking at my old self,
so I know that I am still how I was,
and that is the way I am.

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