Shadow Dancer

I live in the shadows.
Never heard, never seen.
Ignored.
I am like the echos,
always forgotten in an hour,
never heard more than twice,
always fading from scene to scene,
leaving no trail, no way to be found,
lost in the darkness of night.
This is what I like.
No one knowing who I am,
being mystery.
A mystery that is forgotten,
never to be heard from again.