eminem posters & a clock cover the wall i have my sights on...
he walks around and mocks my every move until every bit of lights gone...
bobs his head during a tight song, jus like me in every way..right? wrong..
cause im not sure that hes mentally stable..
has no expressions..so u cant see his feelings threw a face, like players at poker tables...
could be the evil part inside me, useing the appearance of my body for a disguise..
i see him waving butcher knives in the corner threw the corner of my eye..
simple style like me...white tee, blue jeans..always the same set of clothes...
hes a slim figure with a sideways cap, pitch black with less color then a I love lucy episode...
dont kno if hes laughin or crying while sittin beside me during troubled times...
occasionally he out numbers me and every once in awhile his size doubles mine..
ive watched him watch me, over the past 13 yrs he has grown...
pops up randomly...at school, the mall, not the type to stay at home..
back in the days when i was like five or six, i was scared and would try to hide from it..
would put my noggin under my power ranger pillows and smother my head...
unlike night monsters, u can't check for him inside the closet or under your bed...
back then id point the finger at him if there was a lost cd or missin tools...
maybe he sees me like i see him, lookin out on my life thats three dimensional..
has the sounds of hiphop comin out my speakers, for him to listen too...
he could of got possessed, overhearing my bizarre step sis practiceing witch craft or any other insane rituals...
shows violent behavior when he thinks im not lookin, maybe jealous seein how i have my own luck in battles..
cause everynight i tear him apart with words..who is he?? hes my own fuckin shadow...

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