It was the Myth of Fingerprints

  • 17th
  • June
  • 2013
I am followed by my shadow,
Narrow reflections of my being
A past that hides in pictures
Trying to mask the light in my eyes

But if it stays put
Behind my back
And out of my way
Then my shadow can stay 

I’m not looking back
I won’t bow to darkness
When I can stand in light
Smiling bright.

I am followed by my shadow,
Narrow reflections of my being
A past that hides in pictures
Trying to mask the light in my eyes

But if it stays put
Behind my back
And out of my way
Then my shadow can stay

I’m not looking back
I won’t bow to darkness
When I can stand in light
Smiling bright.

  1. indailylife posted this