The shadow

It follows me on my early path to school
an unknown entity, making me feel the fool

i run but still it follows my path and never leaves
i can't escape it, so sad and silent it grieves

when i think I've lost it, i stop and wait
but it's still there, i feel like live bait

i get to school and the shadow is still following
i feel so sad that i keep up my sad wallowing

when the sun finally comes up, i see the light
the shadow was my own, no horror, but delight

but then another shadow appears, we're not done
indeed this shadow is my phantasm, the fright has begun