Footsteps

There is always the sound of footsteps trailing behind me And no matter how much I attempt to discover who it is I have never seen to be successful at all Everyone believes me insane when I speak of it to them Telling me that it's my imagination running wild But I know what I'm hearing For it's neither loud nor is it quiet It follows me everywhere I go Even in my home where it echoes throughout the empty house It will always fall short of my bedroom door when I slumber It keeps me restless all night long And leave me wondering in my head If it ever enters the room So I can finally learn the mystery behind the footsteps But I'm disappointed every single night as the sun arises It will follow me no matter the weather The worst of them all is the snow As the snow makes it seem louder than ever Frightening me even more I'm always on edge because of it And it has put a damper on my relationship with everyone But that wouldn't stop me not by a long shot I will prove to everyone that it exists And then they will stop believing that I'm insane Right?