She is the shadow who is always behind
She is never noticed, never seen
For she is the shadow who really does mind
Whatever happened to people caring?

Oh everyone doesn’t know she exists.
While she sleeps she dreams of horrible things,
Memories she does not want to reminisce,
Remembering these things her dreams do bring.

She tried to be nice even though it brought spice.
What has she done, to deserve no ones love?
For things not her fault she pays a heavy price,
When walking the halls all she gets is a shove.

More bad happenings she will foreshadow,
For her name she feels is the nameless shadow.