My shadow moved without me moving.
I was sitting still. My shadow was dancing.
I tried to grab it. My hands went through.
My shadow smiled at me. I wasn't smiling.
It started going to places I wasn't.
Work. My house. My bed.
People talked about my shadow like it was me.
My boss said: Good work today.
I wasn't there. My shadow was.
My girlfriend kissed my shadow goodbye.
I screamed: That's not me!
She couldn't hear me. She only saw my shadow.
Now my shadow lives my life.
And I'm invi