Disappear

A poem

The sun would make it obvious

All the happy faces

And your shadow, just the two of you

You wish you could swap places.

Always easy to be popular

Just smile and be yourself

But whilst the days were beautiful

You felt like someone else.

Not the person that they saw

The one you’re meant to be

But the one who knows that you are lost

And longing to be free.

The moonlight makes it easier

Softening the lines

A little less society

Seems to suit you fine.

Prefer the twilight and its rhythm

The shadow is not here

The gestalt melts into the ground

And you can disappear.