December 2, 2011
Being white
doesn't make me an apparition.
I am your reality,
but don't try to touch me.
just to see me better.
But you can't make me tangible.
Can your camera catch me?
Whisper for me Baby,
it's the only way I talk.
Can you find my ear?
Or does it all look the same?
You can't sneak up on me;
I'm always right behind you.
Don't turn the light on;
when it goes out
I'll only seem darker.
You can't find me,
if you're searching.
I make you lost.

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