Sever us apart at the heels and would I still feel you near
Mimicking my movements…
Allowing yourself to be influenced by my thoughts
And by my speech off my tongue
But my song is not one that can be sung

A being does not come from a forced mould
An individual becomes a work of art on their own
I never wanted for your shape to resemble anything like mine
I never desired to change you, I never tried

But now because of you our originality has ceased
It’s as if you’ve tried to become a part of me
Now I couldn’t let that be…
I could never lose what makes me… me

My image is in the mirror
But my nature is not
You’re not my shadow…
Follow me and I’ll only get you lost