Behind Shadows

shadow behind people I stand alone I see nothing but darkness that encased me in I keep going and going seeing nothing but two lights… a crossroad I stand in the middle and hear two voices To continue as I live behind shadows Or go to a place where there is a emotion called happiness I stand there questioning these two light But I keep walking and I see years go by As I find these scattered pieces of answers As days turns into night and months into year’s puzzles become my answers And these answers become my savior When I face the crossroad again I hear nothing but my own voice I cannot say I am a part of these people who makes these dark shadows Forcing people to see the crossroads But I can say nothing is permanent not even the dark shadows