My Shadow

poem

My very shadow is own worst enemy.

It follows me around...its always by my side.

If only I forgot it, but its here for the ride.

It could be holding my hand,

it could be my childhood memories,

seeking to expose me,

all my lies and all my stories.

It may be my father,

something I'd lend,

a childhood toy,

or some other friend.

Its always creeping behind me,

keeping me on my toes,

I dont know when it'll jump me,

so I sleeping with the foe.

My shadow is my  hypocrite.

My shadow is my bad judgement.

My shadow may throw a fit,

and sometimes I cannot see, 

Because whether I like it or not,

it will always be a part of me.