I meet a girl a child like me
I see her often near behind me
She follows me everywhere I go
From house to mall even the seeShe traces everything I do
Well that not something really new
I wonder u get my words
It seems silly but its really trueUnlike me she is speechless
Maybe the cause for her to speak less
But I do try to notice her lips move
But what to do,she's colourlessWell there are 2 alike me
One is a close similar bestie
I don't mention her here
Because she is more a sister to meWell the second one u need to guess
I never say her in a coloured dress
Well I do see some floral patterns on her
But I m rather good to create messI wonder y she always remains back
I wonder why she is always black
But when I see her empty behind
I wonder whether what I lackShe has a shape as I do
She has a change as I have it too
I find her changing her shade sometimes
But she never faded away as I grewShe is everywhere in the sun
She is everywhere in towns and slum
She never tries to b someone else
She knows the art of remaining oneShe will change with me as I grow
Who is she? Now u may know
She is the also the one behind u
She is the one named shadow
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A GIRL LIKE ME
Poetrythis is a poem of a girl just like me, who faces with sudden mood swings by nature