Who are you?
Do I care if you like me?
My thoughts are my own, they belong to me.
Why would I need you to accept me?
But in the dark, there is only you.
May you be a friend, or an enemy?
Persistent, a shadow that hangs over me.
Part of, yet separate, entity.
Why do you weigh so on me-
Heavy as I ponder,
Are these thoughts, a part of me?