You aren't someone's shadow not someone who should stay in the shade because your face will just fade not a trace of ink left neither a soul or a body a shadow cursed yet harmed more mentally What people say shouldn't matter they aren't you No one really knows your story no matter how many times you tell somehow you still stutter Like a butterfly so stunning but no one know anything about them of they even have feelings the flow of there wings tell a story They fly yet still land Lands on two feet probably more If a butterfly can fly maybe you can to Fly like your passion not a shadow because no one will remember what you did for them so Do it for yourself NOT SOMEONE ELSE