Can you see me?
Among so many lively people
So many unique,
Wonderful people,
Am I visible in the crowd?
I try,
Everyone does,
I want to be noticed,
To be liked.
But that doesn't mean you have too
That I'll die without fans,
Though I might
Without him.
You can see him,
Even if he's wandering
Alone at a circus.
He doesn't want attention
But simply wishes to be liked.
He doesn't dress for others
He dresses for himself.
He dyes his hair a variety of colors
But only for himself.
He worries
He ponders
He frets
He wonders.
He's human just like I
Yet a galaxy impersonified.
Can you see me?
Why it's easy
I'm the shadow by his side.