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Feb 2015
I would cast a shadow
But you’re already there
I would leave this house
But I’m caught by the style of your hair
I can’t show up out of nowhere, no that wouldn’t be fair
The planet is my lair
Feeling only the swiftness of the air
You’re the reason why a shadow like me would care
I’m just a shadow, who wouldn’t dare
Dare to care
I’m as broken as broken could be as a shadow
The weeping willows are really weeping
Their life is slowly depleting
They can relate to me
We’re falling under
We don’t want be shadows any more
We don’t want a shell
Or something to hide in
We want to be like the rest
The alive
We feel like Spalding in Cast Away
We can’t respond back
We desperately want to
We hear your cries and pain
But were quieter than the uniqueness in the rain
We are screaming your name
But it won’t do any good
Our goose is overcooked
And now we have to sit back and face facts
Opposites attract
But why don’t Shadows?
Because we’re just nothing
Existing in something
The background dancers to this lifeless performance
We’re asking them to throw tomatoes at us
It’s just a given
Nobody wants to be us
Nobody has any recognition for us
That’s why we long for them to
A reason to be celebrated
If we’re not getting attention we want, than we deem ourselves as useless
But we shouldn’t, there isn’t a room for the hopeless
But everyone tells us we’re just shadows
And we won’t amount to anything
It’s so hard for some of us to not believe them
But now they’re no longer retreating from themselves
They’re deeming themselves as victorious
Because they dragged the weak down further
Because they feel like the dirtiest portion of dirt itself
Peter Robert Hamilton
Written by
Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
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     --- and Ceida Uilyc
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