Shadows

Sometimes things are not what they appear,

People aren’t who we think they’ll be.

They might surprise you with their kindness

Or shock you with their greed.

We all live in the shadows.

The only escape from them is night,

When all the world is a shadow,

And there is not any light.

You think you find the light at the end of the tunnel,

And that everything will be okay,

Until all of your shadows

Follow you into day.

You make shadow puppets with your hands

And think it’s all quite fun

Until those very same shadows

Hide the monsters from the sun.

The problem here is this,

You can never truly be free.

Because the only place without shadows,

Is where light cannot be.