Presence only through light

Dim places result in darkness
A memory fades away like a newly brought up thought
People aren't shadows,but shadows are people
They play a role of invisibility in the dark,but they are there
Shadows become souls roaming around freely only in the light
Where all secrets are to "set you free"-like the truth
A shadow is a past life, simply wanting to be a part of you
Before being yourself,there is a dark human -like figure that forms a replica of your identity
It seeks your attention,but you shed away from it,
always turning your back against it
But when it finally stands in front of you,you walk over it like a carpet
To those who've found a friend in the dark
It was presence only through light
It's more than just a shadow,
it's your former identity.

                                               K.E.M!