I see it, a silhouette
Of a man? Im dubious
Of a woman? It just isn't obviousI stared and glared, it was inexplicable
A figure against the wall, detestableMaybe its my imagination, an apparition
Maybe my senses deceive me, an illusionBut why does it bother me so, this silhouette
The room was empty, apart from meWas it really a silhouette? Maybe I'm amiss
I do have a history of making mistakesI guess i really do hate myself, spirits are low
So this figure i gaze upon, it's my shadowSomething for me to blame my actions on
That's all it was, the silhouette from the sunA shadow, in this prison of thought
All i have is you, as I'm left to rot