shadows

I know who I am
The figure in the mirror
But It is only a shadow
So I look away
I don’t think they understand
how this feels

everything is okay
until I leave the place
and everything comes back.
and the morning comes and everything is fine again

the shadow breaks all previous rules;
she’s the absence of the sun, the moon

i hope for the day i land on the moon
and i plant my flag,
claiming my shadow.











~Natalie
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