Me, and my shadow...
When I look in the mirror,
I see a shadow standing behind,
I know his name,
I know his thoughts,
But I can't see him...
When I look away,
He becomes clearer,
But if I turn back,
He slowly darkens again,
I still can't see him...
I have accept it,
And now my patience has been rewarded,
Everytime I look in the mirror,
He becomes clearer,
Slowly he's taking form...
If I turn to the mirror,
I look at him and smile,
I can see his face,
His smile,
His eyes looking at me...
Even though I can see him,
My words can't describe him,
He can't be placed on paper,
He is my creation,
A picture of my mind...