To Be A Shadow

One of my old ones :)

Good morning!

How are you today?

How was your weekend?

Are you okay?

It was great talking to you again!

Hope to see you soon....

 

Seem familiar?

These trite  phrases of daily  social regime

Yet does any actually mean a thing?

The replies produced of languid smiles and expected lies seems to say it all

Yet the order is never to be restored...

 

Who am I to judge you might say

Maybe I dont even exist in this world of yours

Maybe I'm nothing but merely an illusion

But I've been to many places ,seen too many faces to just stay that way

So listen if you might,or simply ignore me once again...

 

I've been all around the world

Molding myself into millions of different shapes and forms

Devotedly searching for the freedom I've never known

 The freedom of feeling,the freedom of being, just like my walking hosts

I long to touch and smell,to laugh and cry,to breathe and die...

 

 

But it was later that I found out,

Those bodies I followed didnt really exist either

They only held plastic pink roses and pretended to smell the earthly scent

They painted their emotions grey and wore glasses coloured of lies

Was  that any diffrent from a shadows life like mine?

 

When the sun bowed to the stars

When I became whole under the raven sky's embrace

When I sang my hosts goodbye

When those fabricated glasses were left on the nightstands

When the grey paint was washed away

When suddenly bright colours lit bravely along with the moon

I realised the truth,

I realised I wasnt the illusion

I didnt need a vessel to be real,I needed a soul

I didnt need a flesh to feel,I needed emotions

Nor did I need a a shape to form into,

I just needed to accept myself as a whole...