My Space

Shadows on the walls
My fear lurks behind
I stare into nothingness
Am I Being judged?
I sit among a crowd
Reaching out for someone to call my own
Reaching out for a place to call my own
That laughs with me
Sings with me
Dances with me
Cries with me
Dies with me
A place to call my own
That changes with me
I cry out for my space
I want to be happy,
To be ME.,

Author’s Note: This poem is about a shadow that longs to feel independent in its own existence. Without knowing what the outside world thinks of it…..whether they are judging it or not?…..The shadow wants to separate itself from its creator….be it a human or a wall….and build its own environment and space where it can exist as its own being.