The shadows are not my friends
They follow me everywhere
I run they run faster
I cry for help but they just laugh
How do I get away?
How do I live my own life?
I hide and they see me
They tell me they are in charge
I will show them
I'll get away someday
I am tired of being a doll
being played with and then
thrown in the closet
I am growing veins
I am sailing away
To see it my own way
and to finally live with out
SHADOWS
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