Me and My shadow (count the spaces and duplicate)
my shadow follows where ever I go
I turn left, it turns left.
I turn right, it turns right.
I move on, it follows along.
there's no getting past
it holds on fast
funny, it was here long before me
but now it's fastened to me you see
like some brainless barnacle from the sea
here's hoping this write sets me free
at first glance I may seem alone
but it's right there at home
stuck on like glue
where ever I am and to whatever I do
Any movement I make
it's liable to take
it seems its own muse
has been getting abused
mine, it thinks it's entitled to go right ahead and use
it does have its followers
they love what it shows
they don't know it's a borrower
who's happy no one knows
ah! but know some do
but of course not it's crew
I know what's up
from this one who's corrupt
and obviously so does it
guess it don't give a shit
you can try bringing it to light
then shadows are supposed to disappear from sight
but shadows don't care bout wrong or right
its in your glory they delight
and you it will cheat
just as long as their hangers on don't see its deceit
they'll slobber all over whatever it brings
and it takes it all in
their automatic opinions
while it's knowing all along
where the story begins
it's told it's interesting by some
who's loyalty it's won
as it takes the very thing
that did that winning
rearranging a bit for spinning
to put its stamp on
it thinks this keeps it from sinning
when the shadow gets stuck
wants to change its luck
it just looks to me
to derive it's next story
how pathetic is that
for its head to get fat
get its stokes that way
on what its groupies say
after taking from a friend it betrays
once my respect for you was high
now it barely squeaks by
the more I see me coming back from you
the less I see we'll continue
maybe you're thinking you're needed
I would think that a bit conceited
I ,for one, am tired of being bled
from every theft that keeps your illusion fed
but all along it remains attached
on my lists it will stay latched
because that's where it's future
accolades will be hatched
that is,
after it's usual spamming is dispatched
whatever road you're on's fine
just stay in your lane
this drifting to mine
is becoming a pain
do your own fucking driving
and at least earn what you gain
Once I made a mistake
but how much integrity does it take
to stand and judge
while yourself
is
a
fake
I turn left, it turns left.
I turn right, it turns right.
I move on, it follows along.
there's no getting past
it holds on fast
funny, it was here long before me
but now it's fastened to me you see
like some brainless barnacle from the sea
here's hoping this write sets me free
at first glance I may seem alone
but it's right there at home
stuck on like glue
where ever I am and to whatever I do
Any movement I make
it's liable to take
it seems its own muse
has been getting abused
mine, it thinks it's entitled to go right ahead and use
it does have its followers
they love what it shows
they don't know it's a borrower
who's happy no one knows
ah! but know some do
but of course not it's crew
I know what's up
from this one who's corrupt
and obviously so does it
guess it don't give a shit
you can try bringing it to light
then shadows are supposed to disappear from sight
but shadows don't care bout wrong or right
its in your glory they delight
and you it will cheat
just as long as their hangers on don't see its deceit
they'll slobber all over whatever it brings
and it takes it all in
their automatic opinions
while it's knowing all along
where the story begins
it's told it's interesting by some
who's loyalty it's won
as it takes the very thing
that did that winning
rearranging a bit for spinning
to put its stamp on
it thinks this keeps it from sinning
when the shadow gets stuck
wants to change its luck
it just looks to me
to derive it's next story
how pathetic is that
for its head to get fat
get its stokes that way
on what its groupies say
after taking from a friend it betrays
once my respect for you was high
now it barely squeaks by
the more I see me coming back from you
the less I see we'll continue
maybe you're thinking you're needed
I would think that a bit conceited
I ,for one, am tired of being bled
from every theft that keeps your illusion fed
but all along it remains attached
on my lists it will stay latched
because that's where it's future
accolades will be hatched
that is,
after it's usual spamming is dispatched
whatever road you're on's fine
just stay in your lane
this drifting to mine
is becoming a pain
do your own fucking driving
and at least earn what you gain
Once I made a mistake
but how much integrity does it take
to stand and judge
while yourself
is
a
fake
Written by Scott Schoffstall * this write has a particular person in mind
© April 06, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
© April 06, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
