You have a shadow hanging over your head

It whispers and cries

You are worthless, you could do better, you're better off dead

And who are you to tell the truth apart from lies?

It pulls your hair

Smacks your limbs

But you shouldn't do anything to harm or ensnare

It'll just bite back, even as your upset eyes dim

Your shadow hurts you, has harmed you

So you vilify the dark thing

But then you wonder, is that a fair thing to do?

After all, it's a part of you, no matter how bad it stings

Maybe you're the villain

Maybe the shadow is just showing you the real you

Maybe you deserve this- that's why when

It stings and snaps and bites- there isn't a thing that you'll do