Shadow

I trudged behind you,

eyes locked with your back.

I'd gotten unpleasantly comfortable

letting you take the lead.

Sometimes I felt like an actor,

playing the part of your shadow.

It was fine when we were in the sunlight.

I stood out, casting a darker color on things 

around me.

But in the shade, I would blend in,

making me feel equal to even an object.

Because that's what I was, wasn't I?

An object.

I was tired of putting up with being beside

you all the time, when you never so much as

glanced at me.

It was then I realized I should quit this

acting career.

This shadow is gonna learn to walk for herself.