Do you see me?
I'm standing in the shadows.
You know I'm there
And you think I will always be.
I won't you know!
Sometime you will turn around,
And I'll be gone.
Will you miss me?
It doesn't matter if you do
'Cause I won't be there.
I'll have found my own place in the sun,
Out of the cold dark shadows,
Beyond your darkening grasp.
Turn, you'll find I'm gone.
Why did I leave?
I don't want to stand in shadows.
There is no reason to stay there.
I have no responsibility to you.
You can't keep me in the shadows.
I love the warm sunlight.
You know I'm gone.
--M.M., Summer '97
