Nothing.
I am empty.
This world is not for me.
It is full of everything I am agaisnt.
This earth stands for everything I despise.
There is nothing here for me.
Complete darkness, alone, emotionless.
Perfect.
That's where I need to be.
Alone.
No one around.
No stupidity, no people, no anything.
Just me in the dark.
Timid, scared, or not worth the try.
My time here is pointless.
This is not my world.
This is not who I am.
Who I am....
The hand that holds yours?
The friend when its needed?
The daughter or sister when called?
The laughter that stops your tears?
Or hug to keep you safe?
No.
I am none of that,
Nothing.
But the mere shadow at your feet.
Alone.
Always alone.
Who I am...
Is a lone shadow.



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