Shadow

Every time I think Im alone I hear a whisper that my fears grow It doesnt matter when or where all i know is that its always there I turn around and what I see is the scariest thing meant to be A mysterious figure dressed in black The pain of time that holds me back In the dark it cant be seen but in the light its meant to be The mysterious bod dressed in black is always there behind my back But then i realize I was not aware that there was never really anyone there And then i turn around to see that the figure in black was only me