Shadow
Did it seem all natural to you?
The way I acted
The way my pleading mouth forced into a smile
The way I retreated back into a wholesome being
Looking completely all natural--
Yes, all natural
And there I was left closing in
The soul that is feeling so helplessly alone.
Lovely, she is putting on another act.
Who could have guessed it was all a lie though,
That beyond the optimism, sadness was its shadow.
I want it to stop.
Let me press the pause button.
Yet, the child in me wants something
Wants the work to reel my soul back in
I wanted it so badly
The happiness everybody seems to be sharing
With each other and not with me.
Breathe. Clear your head.
No. It is too late for that.
I know where the end is.
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