February 15, 2009
in the back of the room
in the back of your mind
I wander but am not noticed
I wander through the halls
the room
the lockers
and through you and your friends
I am quiet and small
sometimes large and loud
but you can not hear me
for shadows make no sound
one day you finally have time to think in the back of your mind
you wonder who I am and where i've been but not for long
for I am a shadow
part of life
part of the scenery
that is sometimes taken for granted
do you recognize me? I say
but you do not hear me
for you do not remember
from long ago or just a short while
for I am a shadow
just there in the sun, in a chair, at a locker,
but not heard
only sometimes seen

is me.

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