I used to be you; I wasn't myself you are not me; you're a ghost. You impressed them by deeds, but i know your failures; I know your secrets the lies, and the doubts.
I'm headed toward the light, but I'm caught in the darkness; lost in the shadow cast by myself; haunted by my own dark past.
I'm not sure quite where i was going with this. i was trying to capture what it feels like to have people judging you by how you used to act.